Sissy Training

I was turning heads of some of the men and I noticed a few get scolded by their wives for looking. The performance was the Washington Philharmonic Orchestra. As we sat George said hi to another black man sitting beside me and to a woman sitting in front of us. I really felt like a woman out on a date and got the feeling that George came often and probably had season tickets if there was such a thing for the orchestra.

We were nearing the end of the performance and I had settled in and was feeling very comfortable, probably thanks to the shot that Lady Ann gave me before I left. It was dark as the orchestra played and I snuggled close to George when all of a sudden I felt a jolt in my right nipple and realized George was squeezing my fake nipple hard. I looked up and he had a faint smile but did not look at me at all as he continued to cause the nipple to be shocked. Then my left nipple but this time it was Georges friend that was pinching and sending the shocks. I could feel my cock getting hard under my dress and panties but was not in any position to do much about it. The orchestra finished and as the lights came up my tormenters ceased. We got up and made our way out with the crowd. I was still a bit dazed by the shocks I had gotten and clung to George as we waited for the car to be brought around. The man that had sat next to us approached told George that he was having a small gathering at his house and would like us to stop by if we could. George told him we’d try to at least stop by.

The car arrived and George helped me in and slid in beside me. “What did you think of the performance” George asked me as we drove off. “Very nice” I replied, “I’ve never been to the orchestra”. “I especially liked the ending” George stated with a smile and put his arm around me. His fingers found my right breast and he squeezed the nipple harder than before. The shocks to my real nipple were more intense than ever as he pulled me closer.