A Toy Party Story

At the Store

In the store, I knew exactly what I wanted and made directly for the women's department. My friend was not keeping up and I kind of guessed it was because he was nervous and anxious about what I might say.

Although I understood the nervousness and where it was coming from, I was there to accomplish a task and I wasn't in the mood to coddle him. It was at moments like that I really wished for a collar and a leash. I made do though and grabbed his hand and pulled him along like a pouting child.

I told him that if he wanted a treat after our shopping trip that he had to behave like a good boy. There were other people shopping nearby who smiled and probably were thinking, "what a cuckold?". But that sufficiently embarrassed him so that he quit lagging and kept up.

In the women's department, I headed for the lingerie section. I have to explain here that I like black panties because they are always so sexy and excite me immensely.

I also like pink just for humiliation sake. I like red as a seductive sort of color in lingerie. Of course other colors are nice, but those are the ones I tend to gravitate to. There were some nice sheer black thongs that I though would be great. I picked out a size I thought would fit and I suggested that he touch the fabric to see what he thought of them.

Then I held them up to him. Hm, that would look very nice on you, I said, as other people strolled by. Some of them giggled and some of them looked embarrassed. We soon had that section of the store to ourselves. I summoned the sales person as I had planned and asked for a consultation on his bra size.

The embarrassed salesperson gave me a measuring tape and I measured his chest size right in the store. He was definitely living up to my expectations and blushing a bright pink.

I picked out a waist trimmer that would make his waist look nice and small and girly. Next we picked out some nice lace topped stockings. In the clothing section we picked out a short little black dress and a slip.