1. Punished


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: pleatedskirt, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    legs, I saw her pull out a matching satin bra to the panties I was wearing and then she walked over and stood behind me. I felt her place the bra around me and she began to fasten the clasps at the back. She was so close to me. Was it my imagination or was she pressing herself against me. Not knowing how to react I stood there docilely as she stuffed a pair of rolled up socks into my bra and swung me around. “Oh very nice,” she breathed. It began to occur to me that at that moment, she was actually enjoying dressing me up. “Now what to wear,” Jane mused to herself. Her eyes suddenly lit up as she saw in the Halloween section a sexy black PVC frenchmaid uniform. “Oh perfect,” she exclaimed. She grabbed the dress and tossed it at me, telling me to put it on. Obeying her, I slipped on the dress. The material made a rustling crackling noise as I smoothed the dress into place. Jane helped me by zipping the back of the dress up. “Perfect. All you need now is a little make-up and some high heels." Not long later, I was led back in the shop and immediately saw the surprised glances of several shoppers as they gazed at me in wonder. I had never felt so humiliated. Peter, who had a paper sign in his hand, came up to us with a surprised look on his face. “God Jane, you went the whole way with him didn't you. He looks like a real girl.” “He does, doesn't he?” replied Jane with a smile. “Now let’s get back to work. You,” she said pointing at me,” put this sign around your neck and stand ...
    next to the front window.” I put the sign around my neck, only glancing at the words, this is what happens to shoplifters, and stood next to the window, and for the next hour endured the laughter and mocking smiles of the people who ventured into the store. I spent most of the time with my head bowed down, but occasionally I lifted my head and glanced about. I noticed that Jane had left the shop. She must have gone to the back room, I thought to myself. Just then to my shock, Jane re-entered the shop wearing a bright yellow netball skirt. My knees went weak. What was she playing at? Was she trying to make me feel worse? It didn't make any sense, but I couldn't keep my eyes off her. Jane moved about the shop, helping customers, and one time while helping one customer, a gust of wind blew into the shop and lifted Jane's netball skirt into the air, where it fluttered and flapped in the breeze. She smoothed her skirt down and deliberately looked at me. It suddenly dawned on me what she was doing and to my horror, I suddenly felt my cock swell and push against the skirt of the frenchmaid uniform. I tried to smooth down the dress but it was obvious what was happening. Peter certainly did notice and angrily grabbed me by the arm and dragged me into the back room and threw me roughly against the wall. Before I could move, he pinned me to the wall. “What the hell do you think you're doing, getting an erection in the middle of the shop? What kind of sicko are you?” Peter was strong and ...
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