A trip with My Mistress
My Mistress had used me in her dungeon on various occasions. I enjoyed being the center of attention as she used me, and others watched. My Mistress suggested we visit an exposition for Mistresses, Domontrix, and Masters. My Mistress told me to dress slutty for several days. My Mistress planned to display me at the expo in several different situations.
My Mistress picked me up as planned. I wore a tight-fitting blouse with a contrasting bra, miniskirt, garter belt, stockings with the welt visible as I stood up, and CFM heels. I thought my wig and makeup were perfect for the drive. I never asked where we were going or what the length of the drive would be. My Mistress was rubbing my stocking-covered legs. I was eyeing her cleavage and legs.
We had driven briefly when she pulled into a gas station. She asked me to get out and fill up her car. She paid for the gas. I enjoyed the chance to get out of her foreign vehicle. I never realized how difficult it was for a woman in a dress or miniskirt to remain modest while getting out of a car so close to the ground. She gave me money to go to the station and purchase snacks and drinks. I tried to remain modest, but I knew my miniskirt was showing the welt of my stockings, my inner thighs, and maybe my buttocks cheeks. I did get a few looks in the customer area of the station.
Back at the vehicle, I seated myself and lifted my legs together inside. My Mistress and I continued our journey. She continued to rub my legs and kept me on edge. I was excited, and it showed in the outline of my skirt. Now I was becoming uncomfortable from excited clit and a full bladder. My Mistress told me we would stop, but I must use the lady's restroom. My Mistress planned to watch me enter the restroom. I entered the ladies' restroom and found another genetic female in the adjacent stall. I finished my business and went to the lavatory to freshen my makeup and check my look. While refreshing my makeup, the female in the other stall came to the lavatory to check on herself. We made small talk. If she made me, she did not seem upset. Another woman entered the restroom and went to a stall. I decided I had been in the restroom long enough. I exited the restroom to find my Mistress with a camera ready to take my photo. I was surprised but excited that she had proof that I had been in the ladies' restroom.
Back in the vehicle, my Mistress inquired if I had brought another miniskirt, which the wind may play with when I was outside. I told her that I had. My Mistress told me to remove my leather miniskirt and change into the other skirt. This print brown skirt was made of a light material similar to chiffon. I had worn it before and knew any breeze would lift it. I knew the pink panty that I was wearing would be visible.
My Mistress made our next stop at a truck stop for gas, refreshments, and use of the ladies' restroom. After I returned to her vehicle, she parked at the far end of the parking lot. I knew she expected the wind to play with my skirt. My pink panty was sheer in front with a few bows and ruffles on the backside. I was not permitted to try to stop my skirt from being lifted by the wind. It was a long walk of humiliation since I could feel the wind lifting my skirt. I knew my panty was visible to truck drivers and the parking lot. My Mistress followed me into the ladies' restroom. She photographed me sitting on the toilet with my panty at my ankles. I had to spread my legs to show the sissy bow on my clit. I knew other ladies in the restroom wondered what was occurring. After I finished my business, I went to the lavatory to freshen up my makeup.
My Mistress told me that to return to her vehicle, I had to walk between several trucks with my skirt pulled up higher to show off my sheer pink panty with ruffles. Some truckers honked their horns and commented as I walked between the trucks. My Mistress was following at a distance. She ordered me to remove my skirt before I returned to her vehicle. She had her camera ready to photograph me as I removed my skirt. It was some distance from her car. I was wearing only my white blouse with contrasting bra, garter belt, stockings, sheer pink panty with bows and ruffles, and CFM heels. The truckers enjoyed my humiliation by their comments and blowing their truck horns. As I got into my Mistress's vehicle, I realized that I had an erection and was leaking precum into my panty from the humiliation.
My Mistress told me that she did not have any other plans for me until we arrived at our destination and the expo.
For the expo, my Mistress dressed me in a micro mini skirt that barely covered my buttocks. I wore riffled pink panties and a pink garter belt, both visible to admirers. Initially, we walked around looking at toys and exhibits. My Mistress told me that she wanted to exhibit me. She lifted my skirt so that my sissy clit tied with a pink bow was visible. We continued to walk around. My Mistress told me that she planned to put me on the cross and remove my skirt. She would permit persons at the expo to touch me. She knew I enjoyed having a silk or nylon slip touch or rubbed against my clit. I wanted a cat of nine tails striking my clit. I would be blindfolded. Later, I was placed on a bench to be pegged or dildo by people.<div>When not on exhibition, I wore only a bra, garter belt, nylons, and CFM heels as we walked around. A Sissy Collar and leash led me. Anyone could lead me. My Mistress inserted different butt plugs. She knew I enjoyed the electric stimulation butt plug with the remote. Several people were allowed to shock me. My Mistress took me to a small sex expo. I was dolled up and bound to the cross. I was blindfolded. My skirt lifted, and my panties pulled down. My tiny clit was exposed. Admirers were encouraged to rub my clit with a silky slip or party. It was very humiliating and stimulating. When my Mistress sensed I needed to climax, she jacked me off into a slip to the pleasure of admirers.
It was delightful to see other Sissies on display. I got to talk to them and share thoughts and desires. My desire is to be castrated. I wanted substantial breast implants. I do want to start hormone therapy. I know I am a woman trapped in a man's body. If I became a woman, I want to expose my body. I want to please women and men sexually. I know most people would consider me a total Slut.</div>
My Mistress picked me up as planned. I wore a tight-fitting blouse with a contrasting bra, miniskirt, garter belt, stockings with the welt visible as I stood up, and CFM heels. I thought my wig and makeup were perfect for the drive. I never asked where we were going or what the length of the drive would be. My Mistress was rubbing my stocking-covered legs. I was eyeing her cleavage and legs.
We had driven briefly when she pulled into a gas station. She asked me to get out and fill up her car. She paid for the gas. I enjoyed the chance to get out of her foreign vehicle. I never realized how difficult it was for a woman in a dress or miniskirt to remain modest while getting out of a car so close to the ground. She gave me money to go to the station and purchase snacks and drinks. I tried to remain modest, but I knew my miniskirt was showing the welt of my stockings, my inner thighs, and maybe my buttocks cheeks. I did get a few looks in the customer area of the station.
Back at the vehicle, I seated myself and lifted my legs together inside. My Mistress and I continued our journey. She continued to rub my legs and kept me on edge. I was excited, and it showed in the outline of my skirt. Now I was becoming uncomfortable from excited clit and a full bladder. My Mistress told me we would stop, but I must use the lady's restroom. My Mistress planned to watch me enter the restroom. I entered the ladies' restroom and found another genetic female in the adjacent stall. I finished my business and went to the lavatory to freshen my makeup and check my look. While refreshing my makeup, the female in the other stall came to the lavatory to check on herself. We made small talk. If she made me, she did not seem upset. Another woman entered the restroom and went to a stall. I decided I had been in the restroom long enough. I exited the restroom to find my Mistress with a camera ready to take my photo. I was surprised but excited that she had proof that I had been in the ladies' restroom.
Back in the vehicle, my Mistress inquired if I had brought another miniskirt, which the wind may play with when I was outside. I told her that I had. My Mistress told me to remove my leather miniskirt and change into the other skirt. This print brown skirt was made of a light material similar to chiffon. I had worn it before and knew any breeze would lift it. I knew the pink panty that I was wearing would be visible.
My Mistress made our next stop at a truck stop for gas, refreshments, and use of the ladies' restroom. After I returned to her vehicle, she parked at the far end of the parking lot. I knew she expected the wind to play with my skirt. My pink panty was sheer in front with a few bows and ruffles on the backside. I was not permitted to try to stop my skirt from being lifted by the wind. It was a long walk of humiliation since I could feel the wind lifting my skirt. I knew my panty was visible to truck drivers and the parking lot. My Mistress followed me into the ladies' restroom. She photographed me sitting on the toilet with my panty at my ankles. I had to spread my legs to show the sissy bow on my clit. I knew other ladies in the restroom wondered what was occurring. After I finished my business, I went to the lavatory to freshen up my makeup.
My Mistress told me that to return to her vehicle, I had to walk between several trucks with my skirt pulled up higher to show off my sheer pink panty with ruffles. Some truckers honked their horns and commented as I walked between the trucks. My Mistress was following at a distance. She ordered me to remove my skirt before I returned to her vehicle. She had her camera ready to photograph me as I removed my skirt. It was some distance from her car. I was wearing only my white blouse with contrasting bra, garter belt, stockings, sheer pink panty with bows and ruffles, and CFM heels. The truckers enjoyed my humiliation by their comments and blowing their truck horns. As I got into my Mistress's vehicle, I realized that I had an erection and was leaking precum into my panty from the humiliation.
My Mistress told me that she did not have any other plans for me until we arrived at our destination and the expo.
For the expo, my Mistress dressed me in a micro mini skirt that barely covered my buttocks. I wore riffled pink panties and a pink garter belt, both visible to admirers. Initially, we walked around looking at toys and exhibits. My Mistress told me that she wanted to exhibit me. She lifted my skirt so that my sissy clit tied with a pink bow was visible. We continued to walk around. My Mistress told me that she planned to put me on the cross and remove my skirt. She would permit persons at the expo to touch me. She knew I enjoyed having a silk or nylon slip touch or rubbed against my clit. I wanted a cat of nine tails striking my clit. I would be blindfolded. Later, I was placed on a bench to be pegged or dildo by people.<div>When not on exhibition, I wore only a bra, garter belt, nylons, and CFM heels as we walked around. A Sissy Collar and leash led me. Anyone could lead me. My Mistress inserted different butt plugs. She knew I enjoyed the electric stimulation butt plug with the remote. Several people were allowed to shock me. My Mistress took me to a small sex expo. I was dolled up and bound to the cross. I was blindfolded. My skirt lifted, and my panties pulled down. My tiny clit was exposed. Admirers were encouraged to rub my clit with a silky slip or party. It was very humiliating and stimulating. When my Mistress sensed I needed to climax, she jacked me off into a slip to the pleasure of admirers.
It was delightful to see other Sissies on display. I got to talk to them and share thoughts and desires. My desire is to be castrated. I wanted substantial breast implants. I do want to start hormone therapy. I know I am a woman trapped in a man's body. If I became a woman, I want to expose my body. I want to please women and men sexually. I know most people would consider me a total Slut.</div>
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