Not much to update, but over the weekend I was at the grocery store and I guess I provided a little shock and surprise to fellow shopper.
Most often when I'm shopping alone I wear blue jeans. I do that to avoid drawing attention to my legs, which I've kept shaved for at least the last 5 years.
I've noticed enough other "guys" with shaved legs that I don't feel like it's the most "shocking" thing to come across. But I do live in a very conservative area, so it's probably more likely I'll run into some dinosaur or another while shopping locally.
Anyway, this trip I decided that my legs were tan enough, and my shorts were long enough to not draw any attention.
So I was pushing my cart around, picking out some fruit and vegetables. At one point I looked up and noticed a lady looking at me.
I noticed her as my head raised from looking over some oranges. It looked like she was also looking down as my head was coming up, and she too was in the process of lifting her head (just as I noticed her.) A part of me thought it was a coincidence that we did so at the same time. I made eye contact briefly so as not appear to ignore her, and then looked back to the fruit fairly quickly.
I'm very paranoid about being noticed in any feminine way, and of course I was thinking that she very well may have noticed my legs!
So I wait a few seconds and look back up at her in my best nonchalant manner. Her eyes met mine again and it was clear that she had continued to stare at my smoothly shaven legs.
The worst part of this was the look on her face. She had the meanest scowl on her face. It was like "Oooh you disgusting thing! A man that shaves his legs!!!???"
Well, it sucked in the moment, but I was over it as soon as I moved on away from her. What an unhappy lady she must be to need to feel such emotions about shaved legs!
Monday, June 23, 2014
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Glad to be used as a source of entertainment
Miss shared with me a conversation she had at her friends house. This is her friend who's 20 something year old son had been over a few times recently, to be able to visit his friends.
This was bound to happen I suppose :-)
From what I recall her saying to me, it went something like this...
It started off with the son making some comment about Miss being "The Boss" in the relationship. I think Miss probably confirmed that sentiment, and her friend (or maybe it was her son) said that her friend was also "The Boss" of her family. There may have also been a comment from her friend that "We know who wears the pants in your relationship."
At some point Miss also shared that she loved to embarrass me in front of her son by calling me jen/jennifer/jen-jen,slave-boi, and so on. Her son added that the look of shame on my face is quite pronounced when she embarrasses me this way.
Her telling me about that conversation led to me having a dream that night. I rarely remember dreams, but this one was the first of it's kind, as far as I can remember.
Miss, myself, her friend and family were over at the house. It started with all of us standing in the living room. Miss tells me to "go put something on that will surprise everybody."
In the dream I felt nervous as she was outing me, obviously humiliating me, and probably testing my obedience.
So I go back in the bedroom and pick out the type of outfit that I know Miss wants me in. I know that she wants me to go all out with the most humiliating gurly-sissy outfit I can put together.
I head to the bedroom and pick out a pink dress with black hearts, white thigh-high stockings, pink lace-top ankle socks, and black Mary Jane heels.
Here is a picture of the dress, and one of the stockings and heels.
Next I'm back in the living room where everyone is. I feel the shame and humiliation and I know I am blushing more than I ever had in my life.
Her friend is looking at me, full-on checking me out from head to toe in disbelief. As she did so, a very spontaneous laugh came out of her mouth. When she finished taking it all in, she ended up with a humongous "LOOK WHAT WE HAVE HERE!" smile on her face that said all about what she's thinking. Her reaction -> "OMG" I can't believe what I'm seeing!!! I can't believe he's dressed like this.
Her son says something like "Wow that's a crazy outfit! I can't believe you're wearing that!"
And one of her daughters said "OMG" in shock and surprise.
Her friend finally regains enough composure to be able to talk again, takes a second look, and says "Well you sure look pretty!"
The thought of something like that ever happening is scary to no end, but also something that I dream would happen because being humiliated by her is one of my big kink buttons. Plus I do dream of being able to be "out" with more people so I can be who I am.
But her friend is pretty conservative in this regard, so I don't expect that anything close to this would ever happen..
This was bound to happen I suppose :-)
From what I recall her saying to me, it went something like this...
It started off with the son making some comment about Miss being "The Boss" in the relationship. I think Miss probably confirmed that sentiment, and her friend (or maybe it was her son) said that her friend was also "The Boss" of her family. There may have also been a comment from her friend that "We know who wears the pants in your relationship."
At some point Miss also shared that she loved to embarrass me in front of her son by calling me jen/jennifer/jen-jen,slave-boi, and so on. Her son added that the look of shame on my face is quite pronounced when she embarrasses me this way.
Her telling me about that conversation led to me having a dream that night. I rarely remember dreams, but this one was the first of it's kind, as far as I can remember.
Miss, myself, her friend and family were over at the house. It started with all of us standing in the living room. Miss tells me to "go put something on that will surprise everybody."
In the dream I felt nervous as she was outing me, obviously humiliating me, and probably testing my obedience.
So I go back in the bedroom and pick out the type of outfit that I know Miss wants me in. I know that she wants me to go all out with the most humiliating gurly-sissy outfit I can put together.
I head to the bedroom and pick out a pink dress with black hearts, white thigh-high stockings, pink lace-top ankle socks, and black Mary Jane heels.
Here is a picture of the dress, and one of the stockings and heels.
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Next I'm back in the living room where everyone is. I feel the shame and humiliation and I know I am blushing more than I ever had in my life.
Her friend is looking at me, full-on checking me out from head to toe in disbelief. As she did so, a very spontaneous laugh came out of her mouth. When she finished taking it all in, she ended up with a humongous "LOOK WHAT WE HAVE HERE!" smile on her face that said all about what she's thinking. Her reaction -> "OMG" I can't believe what I'm seeing!!! I can't believe he's dressed like this.
Her son says something like "Wow that's a crazy outfit! I can't believe you're wearing that!"
And one of her daughters said "OMG" in shock and surprise.
Her friend finally regains enough composure to be able to talk again, takes a second look, and says "Well you sure look pretty!"
The thought of something like that ever happening is scary to no end, but also something that I dream would happen because being humiliated by her is one of my big kink buttons. Plus I do dream of being able to be "out" with more people so I can be who I am.
But her friend is pretty conservative in this regard, so I don't expect that anything close to this would ever happen..
Friday, June 13, 2014
Humiliation with her best friend's son - take 3! (and shopping)
Well it seems like Miss has become completely comfortable hanging my ego out to dry in front of her friend's son.
I guess I'm not surprised at all :-)
Last weekend he was over so he could attend his friend's graduation ceremony and party after.
She pretty much didn't avoid calling me jen, jenifer, and jen-jen in front of him. He seemed to avoid biting on any responses he might have made in recognition of her using my female name, much to my relief.
That night I had made a snack while we were hanging out watching TV. I asked both her and him if they would like some. He politely declined, but Miss had a taste and in a wonderfully dominant fashion commandeered the rest of it. I absolutely love it when she asserts herself over me like this, and that she did it in front of someone that we know made it all the better emotionally for me to be treated that way - go sub-space! MmmmmmmHmmmmm!
So this played out a little more. At this point I offered to get her friend's son some food from the kitchen, which he also politely declined. But she insisted on letting him know that he should feel free to accept any hospitality offered. She flat out said that "I'm her SLAVE and I do whatever she wants me to do." I can't remember his exact response, but I think it was something along the lines of the cliche "A Happy Wife makes a Happy Life". LOL!
The next day he was off with his friends, and we were off as usual doing our shopping errands. We were in the women's clothing area, and I had mentioned that I was interested in some women's shorts that were pretty short, but not "too" short, to wear while he was around. She was looking at clothes too. I was looking at things on one rack (her on another), and asked her what she thought about something. She asked me if I was looking for me or for her. There was a lady very near us that Miss wouldn't have noticed when she asked that. The lady obviously over-heard it, and looked up at me with an odd look on her face. Ooops!
She did pick up a top, and she noticed a great black skirt for me, and a $3 pair of short-shorts! Too bad they were not appropriate for wearing with company around, but they are awesome!
There was punishment to be had as well. We had picked up a butt-plug a few weeks ago. She had me wear it while I was outside doing chores, for a bit over an hour I'm guessing. Painful to get in even with lube, and VERY uncomfortable to wear! There were no lasting ill-effects from it, but removing it in front of her was a bit embarrassing for sure.
I think she slapped my face a couple of times too, but not very hard. Just enough to get my attention. I love being man-handled like that for some reason.
Take care everyone!
jen
I guess I'm not surprised at all :-)
Last weekend he was over so he could attend his friend's graduation ceremony and party after.
She pretty much didn't avoid calling me jen, jenifer, and jen-jen in front of him. He seemed to avoid biting on any responses he might have made in recognition of her using my female name, much to my relief.
That night I had made a snack while we were hanging out watching TV. I asked both her and him if they would like some. He politely declined, but Miss had a taste and in a wonderfully dominant fashion commandeered the rest of it. I absolutely love it when she asserts herself over me like this, and that she did it in front of someone that we know made it all the better emotionally for me to be treated that way - go sub-space! MmmmmmmHmmmmm!
The next day he was off with his friends, and we were off as usual doing our shopping errands. We were in the women's clothing area, and I had mentioned that I was interested in some women's shorts that were pretty short, but not "too" short, to wear while he was around. She was looking at clothes too. I was looking at things on one rack (her on another), and asked her what she thought about something. She asked me if I was looking for me or for her. There was a lady very near us that Miss wouldn't have noticed when she asked that. The lady obviously over-heard it, and looked up at me with an odd look on her face. Ooops!
She did pick up a top, and she noticed a great black skirt for me, and a $3 pair of short-shorts! Too bad they were not appropriate for wearing with company around, but they are awesome!
There was punishment to be had as well. We had picked up a butt-plug a few weeks ago. She had me wear it while I was outside doing chores, for a bit over an hour I'm guessing. Painful to get in even with lube, and VERY uncomfortable to wear! There were no lasting ill-effects from it, but removing it in front of her was a bit embarrassing for sure.
I think she slapped my face a couple of times too, but not very hard. Just enough to get my attention. I love being man-handled like that for some reason.
Take care everyone!
jen
Thursday, May 29, 2014
And the Punishment Wheel lands on.... 5 Burns (Mistress to decide where)
Last weekend Miss decided I was due a punishment. That's actually pretty expected, as I'm sure many submissive's can relate :-)
She decided it was time to touch up the heart brands that are on the top of my bikini line, and her "M" initial in the middle of my lower back (also right at the top of where a bikini would be).
Both of those do cause a bit of pain, but she upped the ante and decided she needed to run out and get a pack of cigarettes so she could have a smoke and at the same time enjoy burning my ass and balls. Trust me, that REALLY hurts! I do yell out a bit when she's doing this.
She also took time to use the dildo on me for a while :-P Ohhh that is quite an experience. This is something we haven't done to much but I think she's become more interested in anal fun lately.
She also had me change some of the punishments for the wheel. She added Kneeling On Rice, which she did have me do. Uncomfortable!
She also added Enema (I never have experienced that), and Wear a Butt Plug While Doing Chores. We did stop by the adult toy store and picked up a butt plug so we'd have it for when that punishment comes up. We didn't pick up anything for an enema, I guess we'll have to do that soon.
Oh, we had run out of diapers, but ordered new ones and she had me wear them overnight. They leaked a little during the night.
For anyone reading, please have fun and take care!
jen
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Punishment Wheel and Walmart
Last weekend found us making our periodic shopping run to the home improvement store and Walmart.
While at the home improvement store Miss told me to get my phone out so she could use the Punishment Wheel web page I had put up the week before.
The Punishment Wheel:
From time to time I have read blog posts that talk about having a punishment box that has whatever punishments the Mistress sees fit for her sub/sissy/slave written on cards inside.
When it's punishment time either the Mistress or the sub would pull a card out of the box or hat and he would be the lucky recipient of whatever punishment was written on it. Using this kind of approach provides randomness and unpredictability to the sub in terms of how he might be disciplined.
I made 2 versions of this wheel, one for punishments at home, and another for punishments that are more appropriate while out in public.
And now, back to the to the home improvement store :-)
So I opened up the page to the Punishment Wheel, handed the phone to her, and she spun it.
The punishment was that I had to take a woman's clothing item to the dressing room and try it on:
We finish up at the home improvement store and head to Walmart.
During our shopping Miss had picked out a pink blouse for herself. We head to the dressing room area (it's for both women and men) but she doesn't like the look of some of the other men that are waiting there for their significant others so we continue shopping. She does try to be as careful as can be to avoid situations where someone might create a scene in a bad way.
Of course since she spun the wheel, I've been a nervous wreck worrying about how this is going to go down.
We get back to the dressing room area and she's good with what she sees so she sends me off on my own to try it on.
I start my walk to the counter where a woman clerk is standing waiting to help people. She isn't busy at the moment so she looks up at me as I'm walking. I am really worried about how she might react.
I'm holding the pink top in both of my hands as I near the counter. I had "balled it up" in an attempt to hide what it was, but I think that due to its rich pink color she knew it was not guy clothes, or anything that a guy would in a million years be interested in trying on.
The clerk asks how can she help me as soon as I approach her, like I was going to ask a question about the clothing in my hand. I told her, in what I think was a pretty awkward and nervous sounding voice that I wanted to go into the dressing room to try on "one item".
She repeated "Dressing room?" to me like she didn't hear it clearly, or didn't believe me. I said "Yes, one item please".
She hands me the little door hang sign that has a "1" on it to indicate how many items I was taking in, and she has to check a couple of doors to make sure she's putting me in a room that's empty. I was soo so embarrassed and exposed at this point.
She finds a room, opens the door for me, and I thank her as I go in and try it on.
Luckily she was away from the counter when I finally came out!
Ohhh this was hard to do!
While at the home improvement store Miss told me to get my phone out so she could use the Punishment Wheel web page I had put up the week before.
The Punishment Wheel:
From time to time I have read blog posts that talk about having a punishment box that has whatever punishments the Mistress sees fit for her sub/sissy/slave written on cards inside.
When it's punishment time either the Mistress or the sub would pull a card out of the box or hat and he would be the lucky recipient of whatever punishment was written on it. Using this kind of approach provides randomness and unpredictability to the sub in terms of how he might be disciplined.
I made 2 versions of this wheel, one for punishments at home, and another for punishments that are more appropriate while out in public.
And now, back to the to the home improvement store :-)
So I opened up the page to the Punishment Wheel, handed the phone to her, and she spun it.
The punishment was that I had to take a woman's clothing item to the dressing room and try it on:
We finish up at the home improvement store and head to Walmart.
During our shopping Miss had picked out a pink blouse for herself. We head to the dressing room area (it's for both women and men) but she doesn't like the look of some of the other men that are waiting there for their significant others so we continue shopping. She does try to be as careful as can be to avoid situations where someone might create a scene in a bad way.
Of course since she spun the wheel, I've been a nervous wreck worrying about how this is going to go down.
We get back to the dressing room area and she's good with what she sees so she sends me off on my own to try it on.
I start my walk to the counter where a woman clerk is standing waiting to help people. She isn't busy at the moment so she looks up at me as I'm walking. I am really worried about how she might react.
I'm holding the pink top in both of my hands as I near the counter. I had "balled it up" in an attempt to hide what it was, but I think that due to its rich pink color she knew it was not guy clothes, or anything that a guy would in a million years be interested in trying on.
The clerk asks how can she help me as soon as I approach her, like I was going to ask a question about the clothing in my hand. I told her, in what I think was a pretty awkward and nervous sounding voice that I wanted to go into the dressing room to try on "one item".
She repeated "Dressing room?" to me like she didn't hear it clearly, or didn't believe me. I said "Yes, one item please".
She hands me the little door hang sign that has a "1" on it to indicate how many items I was taking in, and she has to check a couple of doors to make sure she's putting me in a room that's empty. I was soo so embarrassed and exposed at this point.
She finds a room, opens the door for me, and I thank her as I go in and try it on.
Luckily she was away from the counter when I finally came out!
Ohhh this was hard to do!
Monday, May 12, 2014
Humiliation with her best friend's son - take 2
So a lot sooner than I would have expected, Miss's best friend's son was back over this past weekend.
The friend that he came to visit is moving out of state after graduation, and this might be his last chance to see him before he goes.
I get home from work Friday night and they are in the kitchen. Miss wasted absolutely zero time before starting the humiliation. She started it right off the bat!
As I walk in she yells in the loudest voice I can remember hearing "JENNIFER!!!!!!!" "JENNNIIFERRRR!!!!!" with him right there. It was like a sucker punch of humiliation and I was speechless for a few anxiety pounding heart beats.
Just the tiniest amount of time really went by I think, before I figured out how I would respond. I was walking REALLY SLOWLY from the front door to the kitchen to buy time to think. Of course my emotional reaction was "How to I cover for this so he doesn't see even more how sissy and submissive I am?"
But as soon as I "thought" that in my head I knew I was just cooked completely now. I knew that he would tie that back to her calling me "jen" as she had a few times when he was her a few weeks ago. I figured that any attempt at trying to hide the truth of this from him would just make my humiliation worse.
Honestly I was thinking that this was also a kind of a test - weather on purpose by her or not, as in the end she'd wind up judging how I reacted to what she had just done to me. I think if I didn't "own" my sissyness in that moment (by trying to cover it up somehow) she would think I really wasn't 100% committed to being who I am with her, and she would back off. Or she would just make it worse if I tried to deny or hide it and go to an even more extreme level of humiliation. Anyway, I really REALLY don't wan't to let either one of us down like that. She gets off so much on doing this to me, and with her outing me with her friends son now, it's just a whole new level she's taken us to.
The only other person that knows I'm anything other than an average male is her daughter who is so awesomely open about LGBT / "alternative lifestyles". She knows that I'm a cross dresser/TG. But I don't really know for sure to what extent what more her daughter knows about me.
So Miss's daughter has seen me en-femme, but her friend's son hasn't. So far he's just seen her treating me like a submissive "pussy whipped" little man. Now that I think of it, she might have even used that very phrase in front of him - little man! OH! And she told me he noticed that my legs are shaved! She said that I have them shaved because she wants them that way. True-true, but I like them shaved too of course :-)
That was Friday night. Saturday he was off to visit his friend, and we didn't expect him back until later at night.
Saturday we ran our errands, and I think I was in a man-shirt that did a better job of hiding my bra straps ;-)
We found a cute sun dress and skirt, and picked up some seamed stockings. I couldn't wait to get home to try the cloths on and get my makeup done for some quality girl time.
I tried on the sun dress for her (LOL - and I) and it looked great! So I went back and put on my makeup, and got into the other skirt and a top. Miss was taking a quick nap so I just started on prepping dinner. It wasn't 10 minutes after I had gotten dressed that the door bell rang - ARRGHHH!
I woke her up and asked her to tell whoever was at the door that I was busy. Well guess who it was? Her friend's son had come back way earlier than expected.
She yelled back to me "Billy's back!" And she told him I had been taking a nap. I wonder if he saw the half cut zucchini, squash, etc. that was in obvious mid-cutting board preparation?
Did he hear the bathroom sink going as I was frantically trying to get all the makeup off?
Well nothing was said, and I probably got back out of the bathroom after 15 minutes. Did he think anything of that I wonder?
The two of them went outside for a smoke while I continued on dinner. I went and joined them for a couple of minutes, but I don't really know him so I feel awkward like a 3rd wheel. She spends a lot of time at his house visiting so they have things in common that I have no clue about, so I usually just listen to them talking and hope there is something in the conversation that I can join in on.
Later that night we watched a movie (really bad B-movie), and I guess I was out of hand (drinking was involved). She told me I was showing off and I wasn't taking the hint to stop. She was definitely continuing on with the embarrassment of me in front of him.
She cut me off as punishment - no orgasm for me.
The friend that he came to visit is moving out of state after graduation, and this might be his last chance to see him before he goes.
I get home from work Friday night and they are in the kitchen. Miss wasted absolutely zero time before starting the humiliation. She started it right off the bat!
As I walk in she yells in the loudest voice I can remember hearing "JENNIFER!!!!!!!" "JENNNIIFERRRR!!!!!" with him right there. It was like a sucker punch of humiliation and I was speechless for a few anxiety pounding heart beats.
Just the tiniest amount of time really went by I think, before I figured out how I would respond. I was walking REALLY SLOWLY from the front door to the kitchen to buy time to think. Of course my emotional reaction was "How to I cover for this so he doesn't see even more how sissy and submissive I am?"
But as soon as I "thought" that in my head I knew I was just cooked completely now. I knew that he would tie that back to her calling me "jen" as she had a few times when he was her a few weeks ago. I figured that any attempt at trying to hide the truth of this from him would just make my humiliation worse.
Honestly I was thinking that this was also a kind of a test - weather on purpose by her or not, as in the end she'd wind up judging how I reacted to what she had just done to me. I think if I didn't "own" my sissyness in that moment (by trying to cover it up somehow) she would think I really wasn't 100% committed to being who I am with her, and she would back off. Or she would just make it worse if I tried to deny or hide it and go to an even more extreme level of humiliation. Anyway, I really REALLY don't wan't to let either one of us down like that. She gets off so much on doing this to me, and with her outing me with her friends son now, it's just a whole new level she's taken us to.
The only other person that knows I'm anything other than an average male is her daughter who is so awesomely open about LGBT / "alternative lifestyles". She knows that I'm a cross dresser/TG. But I don't really know for sure to what extent what more her daughter knows about me.
So Miss's daughter has seen me en-femme, but her friend's son hasn't. So far he's just seen her treating me like a submissive "pussy whipped" little man. Now that I think of it, she might have even used that very phrase in front of him - little man! OH! And she told me he noticed that my legs are shaved! She said that I have them shaved because she wants them that way. True-true, but I like them shaved too of course :-)
That was Friday night. Saturday he was off to visit his friend, and we didn't expect him back until later at night.
Saturday we ran our errands, and I think I was in a man-shirt that did a better job of hiding my bra straps ;-)
We found a cute sun dress and skirt, and picked up some seamed stockings. I couldn't wait to get home to try the cloths on and get my makeup done for some quality girl time.
I tried on the sun dress for her (LOL - and I) and it looked great! So I went back and put on my makeup, and got into the other skirt and a top. Miss was taking a quick nap so I just started on prepping dinner. It wasn't 10 minutes after I had gotten dressed that the door bell rang - ARRGHHH!
I woke her up and asked her to tell whoever was at the door that I was busy. Well guess who it was? Her friend's son had come back way earlier than expected.
She yelled back to me "Billy's back!" And she told him I had been taking a nap. I wonder if he saw the half cut zucchini, squash, etc. that was in obvious mid-cutting board preparation?
Did he hear the bathroom sink going as I was frantically trying to get all the makeup off?
Well nothing was said, and I probably got back out of the bathroom after 15 minutes. Did he think anything of that I wonder?
The two of them went outside for a smoke while I continued on dinner. I went and joined them for a couple of minutes, but I don't really know him so I feel awkward like a 3rd wheel. She spends a lot of time at his house visiting so they have things in common that I have no clue about, so I usually just listen to them talking and hope there is something in the conversation that I can join in on.
Later that night we watched a movie (really bad B-movie), and I guess I was out of hand (drinking was involved). She told me I was showing off and I wasn't taking the hint to stop. She was definitely continuing on with the embarrassment of me in front of him.
She cut me off as punishment - no orgasm for me.
Friday, May 9, 2014
Your bra straps are showing
Miss has a few expectations for me, one of which is I am to wear a bra (under my boy shirt) when we are out doing our weekend shopping and errands.
This has been in place for some time now. On these days I try to pick a shirt that will not show the straps, but sometimes she tells me what shirt to wear.
I should point out that while I'm out like this I'm probably 90% of the time paranoid about if people can see them or not. So I try to lean forward to hide the outline of the bra from the front view if the majority of people around are in front of me, and I lean backward a bit if people are behind us, like if we are walking down the aisles of a store, to hide the straps over my back and shoulders.
So a couple of weeks ago we were out shopping. I was in a bra, and I had picked the shirt thinking it was hiding my bra straps pretty well....
Until we got to the local home improvement/DIY store.
We were looking for some hardware we needed, and as is often the case at this DIY store, the employees are always asking you if you need help finding anything.
So Miss was behind me, and she just at that random moment noticed that my bra straps were very obviously visible, and she told me so in a very humiliatingly tease-ey way. Something along the lines of "Oh I can REALLY see your straps in that shirt! I think people can surly be able to notice them!"
She said this was a big turn-on for her, which made me feel good in that submissive "I'm your property to do as I'm told" way. I did feel really good that what was going on was getting her off, while at the same time panic'd about how I was exposed and pretty much completely mortified.
We were continuing to walk slowly down one end of that aisle looking for what we needed. I saw two employees had rounded the corner of the opposite end of the aisle, and I was sure they were going to ask if we needed help.
Miss was behind me, in front of them as they walked towards us and I kept a corner of my eye looking back to try to keep her between us and them, blocking their line of sight.
I'm sure that Miss would not be happy at all to know I was using her to block their view of me. I think she has the mindset along the lines of "This is who you are, I like and want you in a bra while we're out, and I know that inside you love wearing a bra in public. So what if people notice as I like it when you get embarrassed and humiliated, so deal with it!" I should also mention that more and more she calls me "jen" when we're out.
Anyway, back to the story, as the employees passed her, I turned so that my side was to them instead of my back, but one of them walked a little past me, so my back was to him. I turned all the way around to face them (leaning forward now to try to hide the front of the bra from them). Yes they asked if we needed any help finding anything. I said no we found what we were looking for.
They did seem to take their time moving on after that, as usually the employees here kind of keep moving in the same direction they were already heading to find their next victim to assist, but these two reversed direction and went back down towards the other end of the aisle, and I noticed that they looked back a couple of times.
It looked like they were talking to each other in that "don't wan't the customer to know what we're talking about" manner from their body language.
I asked Miss if she thought they noticed and she said yes she thought so! Ugghhh!
I was totally humiliated and just wanted to finish so we could leave. But I also felt proud in a way, that I had endured something so embarrassing and humiliating in public that Miss got a huge kick out of.
This has been in place for some time now. On these days I try to pick a shirt that will not show the straps, but sometimes she tells me what shirt to wear.
I should point out that while I'm out like this I'm probably 90% of the time paranoid about if people can see them or not. So I try to lean forward to hide the outline of the bra from the front view if the majority of people around are in front of me, and I lean backward a bit if people are behind us, like if we are walking down the aisles of a store, to hide the straps over my back and shoulders.
So a couple of weeks ago we were out shopping. I was in a bra, and I had picked the shirt thinking it was hiding my bra straps pretty well....
Until we got to the local home improvement/DIY store.
We were looking for some hardware we needed, and as is often the case at this DIY store, the employees are always asking you if you need help finding anything.
So Miss was behind me, and she just at that random moment noticed that my bra straps were very obviously visible, and she told me so in a very humiliatingly tease-ey way. Something along the lines of "Oh I can REALLY see your straps in that shirt! I think people can surly be able to notice them!"
She said this was a big turn-on for her, which made me feel good in that submissive "I'm your property to do as I'm told" way. I did feel really good that what was going on was getting her off, while at the same time panic'd about how I was exposed and pretty much completely mortified.
So now I had to be 100% "defensive"about keeping my back from the line of sight of everyone around! I was very embarrassed and more afraid then ever at being noticed.
Miss was behind me, in front of them as they walked towards us and I kept a corner of my eye looking back to try to keep her between us and them, blocking their line of sight.
I'm sure that Miss would not be happy at all to know I was using her to block their view of me. I think she has the mindset along the lines of "This is who you are, I like and want you in a bra while we're out, and I know that inside you love wearing a bra in public. So what if people notice as I like it when you get embarrassed and humiliated, so deal with it!" I should also mention that more and more she calls me "jen" when we're out.
Anyway, back to the story, as the employees passed her, I turned so that my side was to them instead of my back, but one of them walked a little past me, so my back was to him. I turned all the way around to face them (leaning forward now to try to hide the front of the bra from them). Yes they asked if we needed any help finding anything. I said no we found what we were looking for.
They did seem to take their time moving on after that, as usually the employees here kind of keep moving in the same direction they were already heading to find their next victim to assist, but these two reversed direction and went back down towards the other end of the aisle, and I noticed that they looked back a couple of times.
It looked like they were talking to each other in that "don't wan't the customer to know what we're talking about" manner from their body language.
I asked Miss if she thought they noticed and she said yes she thought so! Ugghhh!
I was totally humiliated and just wanted to finish so we could leave. But I also felt proud in a way, that I had endured something so embarrassing and humiliating in public that Miss got a huge kick out of.
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