Shopping

In an other way to enforce my humiliation my Queen has told me to write about shopping for certian items. The rules are as follows; i must wearsunglasses and tell the cashier they are for my lovey Wife. i am to ask a sales woman for help and ask if she thinks it will fit me, then tell her just kidding. i am to get a c cup 39 bra black, and a black thong.

Driving to  the store was disgraceful in its self, knowing all the time why i was going. Not feeling really good about this but my Queen is wicked and will surely punish me should i fail i continued.

When i approched the Womens clothing section i had to make a few rounds around it. Making sure no one was there and mustering up the nerve to shop for my humiliation. When i finaly got to the underwear section i was deeply humiliated to find that there were so many to chose from. Thankfully my Queen had told me what to buy. While trying not to turn bright red from shifting through the bins as if by magic the saleswoman appeared. She was pretty and seem really intrested that a man was shopping for panties. Asking what i was looking for and seeming to want to help i gave Her the list. After all how bad could this be? She gets them and i get away free so to speak. This was not the case as i found out.

As She sorted through and found the thongs that i had put on the list, She turned around and held them up. "At least these will match your hair" She said with a evil grin. i must of turned red and She knew then how humiliating this was for me and decided to have fun. "Are you gay?" i hoped She belived me when i meekly said no. A man buying panties and bra at this hour points to yes. My Queen i am not gay but under these conditions it does appear so. i felt stripped of my manhood there, standing in Womens underwear, locked away, buying panties, and being ridiculed by this Woman i did not even know. She said "I get these they will feel comfortable on you...I mean your wife." With this She giggled and walked away leaveing me to my shame. i almost cried feeling so humiliated. For some reason i was hard, getting crushed by the cb.

As i checked out the there was thankfully no remarks, so feeling better i made my way to the exit and there She stood. Not just Her but two of Her friends, i almost ran the other way. As i approached She stopped me, "We need to see your receit and see if you are stealing any thing." i died right there as they went through my bags. The frist one mocked me the whole time saying, only a gay man would get these, no Woman would wear these. i just stared at the floor. The other two seeing as i had been shamed completely joined the first one in a loud, mocking laugh. Handing back my reciet She said "Tell your wife thanks."

my Queen, please let me order these things on line next time. i felt so belittled and humiliated i could not look anyone in the eyes after that. Thank you for making me wear sunglasses so that they will not reqonize me. i...i thank You for allowing me to humiliate myself and amuse You my Queen but please have mercy on Your slave. i feel so ashamed rgiht now i can not even look in the mirror.

i hope that i amused You with the retelling of this shame sprial. Please do not make me wear them as part of my uniform, i would not be albe to meet Your gaze if You do my Queen. The shame of what You have in store for me is scareing me right now, i beg You please have mercy my Queen. At least You allow me to sleep in my own bed and wear clothes to bed thank You.

my Queen thank You for the time You spend on me, to me it is a gift that one so smart and cruel would allow me to serve. i do not know how to return that gift my Queen. All i can do is obey but sometimes i get the feeling that is not enough for You. Please help me to serve You.