submissivesissykitty
Star
- Joined
- May 23, 2017
- Location
- South Africa
My head reels. What happened? Where am I? I looked around. The room felt hard and cold but dark. Pitch black in fact. That was when I realised I was blindfolded. I squirmed and tugged. I felt I was tied, my hands behind my back and my ankles together and to my wrists. I was bound in a hogtie. I screamed but all that came out was a useless wordless mumble. My mouth was filled with some hard ball that filled my mouth, pinned my tongue and stretched my jaw but let nothing out, except drool. I sobbed as I tried to free myself.
The last thing I remember was standing at the bus stop waiting for the bus. It was late and I was alone. I was never a very masculine guy and my body was always generally smooth. I had been called a sissy and a girl on more than one occasion but I got used to it. That was until the frat I wanted to join insisted I wear lingerie under my clothes for a week to prove I really wanted to join them. So there I was at the bus stop wearing stockings, garter and suspenders, lace panties and matching bra under my clothes. I had gone the whole day like this and had seriously hoped nobody had seen that I was wearing the lingerie.
Now, trapped in this room, blind and mute and bound. It also felt like I was naked except for the lingerie...and it felt like I was wearing...heels as well. I struggled some more but the sudden feeling of a presence made me stop. Was somebody watching me?
The last thing I remember was standing at the bus stop waiting for the bus. It was late and I was alone. I was never a very masculine guy and my body was always generally smooth. I had been called a sissy and a girl on more than one occasion but I got used to it. That was until the frat I wanted to join insisted I wear lingerie under my clothes for a week to prove I really wanted to join them. So there I was at the bus stop wearing stockings, garter and suspenders, lace panties and matching bra under my clothes. I had gone the whole day like this and had seriously hoped nobody had seen that I was wearing the lingerie.
Now, trapped in this room, blind and mute and bound. It also felt like I was naked except for the lingerie...and it felt like I was wearing...heels as well. I struggled some more but the sudden feeling of a presence made me stop. Was somebody watching me?