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Angel's Journey Chapter 30 free porn video
In the rush, and amongst the sissy's, I don't stand out much. A few guys
gawp at my legs, but I'm used to that...
I like that...
Back to the changing room in the car park, taking off the school skirt,
and replacing it with my modest one. Realising I don't have a spare blouse
or heels is a blow, but I brush out my hair, aware of little bits of cum
gumming up my fringe..
But I guess I can still drive in these heels, and in my coat no one will
see the transparent blouse or the black bra. I just have to drive
sensibly. Being pulled over by the cops is what I really don't want right
now...
Fortunately it's a clear run home, and I only have to sit in my car for
five minutes before I have a clear run to my house. I make it inside and
lean against the door catching my breath.. then taking off those massive
platform heels. I change into a light dress, and make myself dinner, rub
cream into my sore ass.. and run a bath....
And then I get a call from Amy, It's hard to skim over details of my
working life. Though harsh bosses, different tasks.. err.. pretty girls,
it's all the same, and she's not pressing too hard. I set up a tennis date
for next week.. my ribs are still sore, and I need to do some shopping
tomorrow. The worst bit is she's found out I'm meeting Dale on Sunday, and
she teases me mercilessly about it... before I tell her there's a girl at
work I like. Then she presses me on that... and I try and describe.. Maddy
sort of.. but with bits of Thorne and Divine and Caroline thrown in.
Finally she ends telling me I'd better make up my mind, and she'll call me
Sunday.. to see how my date went...
The next call.. is from Dale
"Hi Angela, how are you?"
"Oh.. I'm fine thanks, how are you?"
"Pretty good, you in the bath?"
"Hey! How did you know?" I reply, splashing a little to sit up.
He chuckles. "Amy said you would be, part of your calm down routine. So
still on for lunch Sunday?"
I giggle. "Sure if you're paying?"
"Of course, where to?"
"Well you said the beach, so how about The Old Cabin? The do some really
good seafood there..." I giggle. "And it's not too expensive..."
There's a longer pause than I expected. "Sure... why not?"
"Well it sounds like there's a reason why not?" I say. "if you'd rather go
somewhere else?"
"No.. no.. it's just my Ex goes there a lot. Might bump into her."
"Oh." I pause. "Look we can try somewhere else?"
"No, no, odds are she won't be there, just promise you'll look cute?"
"I'm always cute!" I giggle. "But yeah, I'll be extra gorgeous for you.
Should I meet you there or will you pick me up?"
"I'll meet you if that's okay?" He says. "And it's not a date?"
I laugh. "Not unless you've changed genders Dale.. I'll see you there,
about 12:00?"
"Sure thing Angela. Looking forward to it."
"Me too." I giggle and hang up, only then really realising I've been
playing with myself through the entire conversation... oh dear...
I finally get out of the bath and dry myself off, preening a little in the
mirror, stroking the curve of my naked breast and pouting at my
reflection. Yeah.. I'm cute.. looking like this.. it's all worth it... I
lip my lips and gently tease my penis, watching as the girl in the mirror
does the same. I wonder who I'd really like here with me.. playing with
me? Maddy? Caroline? Mistress Thorne? Dale? Or all four, I giggle to
myself blushing... With that I slip on my nightie and stockings and slide
into bed, almost disappointed at the thought I won't wake up bound...
I wake up with the sunlight falling on my face. I squirm a little in the
bed, feeling my cloths slide over my skin. I'm tempted to play with myself
a little, but force myself to rise. First comes my least favourite part of
my weekend ritual, slipping on the gaff, the incredibly tight flesh
coloured 'panty' which will keep my cock tucked away.. as always I'm
tempted to leave it out, but... no.. too many risks...
I slip on a lacy white thong over it, then my white lace suspender belt. I
know pantyhose would be safer but... well just but... I pull up and attach
opaque white stockings, before pulling up my tan suede mini skirt. Just
long enough to wear with stockings, if you don't mind sitting down
carefully and giving the occasional flash. I slip into my white bra, all
matching, all virginal.. odd that despite everything, no one's actually...
and I still blush at the thought, fucked me. The tight white sweater is
next, with its high collar it reaches down almost long enough to cover the
skirt.. I could wear it as a dress if I dared.. and a belt around the
waist, faun suede as well. Finally I step into the 4" heeled matching
suede over the knee length boots, all fashionably rumpled.
As I sit cross legged combing my long straight hair in the mirror I gaze
at my reflection.. you'd never know I was male.. you'd never know just
what I was.. good. Pale lipstick and eye-shadow, long eyelashes and a pair
of hoop earrings and I'm almost ready. I pull the hair away from one side
of my face with a clip with a white rose on it and pick up my matching
suede purse. A lot of thought has gone into this outfit.
Town isn't far, I'll walk.. I.. I need the chemists. I.. I think maybe
getting some tampons to shove up my stretched ass might be a good idea. I
go to the door, unlock it, take a deep breath and walk out, as a normal
girl...
It's a good 20 minute walk into town, but it's nice to be in the fresh
air, and walking keeps me warm enough. I window shop as I near the
pharmacy, stopping to state at a nice pair of heels in a little boutique.
They're nice.. but could do with little locks on the ankle straps. I walk
past the chandlers... and pause to look at the ropes. Hmm.. some white
nylon rope, washed a few times.. perfect for some self bondage at bedtime.
I resolve to stop there on my way back from the chemists.
Turning away though I start. I see a woman with short red hair walking
away from me across the street. I.. I.. was that Miss Thorne? Here? N..
no.. it can't be! And even if it was she didn't see me! Nevertheless I
resolve to cut my shopping trip short.
Hurrying a little I click clack my way into the chemists, and start
heading for the 'women's sanitary products aisle.' I'm picking up a pack
of Tampax when I see Thorne walk in! I step behind the aisle, hidden, and
carefully peek out as she heads towards the make up aisle. It's perfectly
normal.. woman in chemists, make up.. normal.. b.. but if she was looking
for me she'd never head to where I am.. not first. But she is a real woman
so...
Shit! She's almost here! I drop the packet and almost run round to step
around the aisle as she turns to enter it. I head straight to the door,
and open it and run out, aware of the bell ringing as the door shuts
behind me. I run to the chandlers, step in and take a deep breath. It's
fine, she didn't see me, I'm not panicking... my cock is not twitching
with excitement..
I catch my breath, smile at the bemused store clerk and walk over and
start examining the ropes. It's out of sight from the window, I'll just
wait here for a bit then.. all sorted. Time to enjoy the thrill of almost
being found out... time to relax...
Then the display shifts a little as someone leans against it. Fearfully I
look up to see Thornes red hair, that piercing blue eye and that knowing
grin. "You forgot these," she says handing me the tampons as I go bright
red.
My legs are shaking and I'm almost hyperventilating as I take them in
trembling hands, lowering my gaze to stare at the floor. "T.. thanks..." I
whisper.
"I really don't know why you are buying them," she chuckles. "And by the
way the white really suits you.. really highlights your hair, and your
eyes.. when I can see them..."
She grips my chin gently, then slowly tilts my head up and to the side to
look her in the eye. My eyes are wide with fear as she gazes into them,
one eye still hidden behind her swept fringe. "I think you should get the
white rope Angel... about 20 metres of it. I think that would suit you
too."
"Y.. yes Miss.." I tremble as I reply, wondering if she will insist on me
calling her mistress here and now.. the thought both excites and terrifies
me.
"Don't worry, I'll buy it for you, my little bitch." She says softly
leaning in to kiss me. "But you have to come for lunch and a drink with
me, right Angel?"
"Y.. yes Miss..." I whisper.
"Good girl," she says stroking my hair, then turning to the clerk. "Hey..
I need some service over here..."
Oh my...
"Yes Miss what is it?" the clerk asks immediately.. like he'd have been
looking at anything else...
"This girl wants some rope, 40 Metres of that white one." Thorne turns to
me. "That's right isn't it sweetie?"
"Y.. yes Miss," I mumble, still trembling.
He hurries over, and Thorne lets go of me for a second, allowing me to
step away, still holding the packet of tampons... As she goes through the
choice of rope with him I get a chance to catch my breath. I look at her,
dressed in skinny jeans tucked into black leather 3" calf boots, a
burgundy cami top under a black leather jacket... casual but still
commanding. An image reinforced by the fact she keeps glancing up at me
and grinning.
"You get it sorted out, and we'll come over and pay, okay?" she says
finishing with him, then stepping towards me. "Right Angel?"
I nod, blushing again. "Yes Miss," I whimper, I'm so scared I want to
wee.. and from the look in her eye she so knows it.
Leaning in to me she whispers into my ear. "If I told you to kneel would
you Angel?"
Shit! I'm weak at the knees already! I nod helplessly.
"I know." She gently strokes my arm. "Now come along bitch and lets buy
your rope."
And with that she turns and walks back to the counter, leaving me to
follow a little numbly. The clerk smiles at her as she pays. "Do you want
that in a bag?"
"Oh it's not for me, it's for her, right Angel?" Thorne says with a grin
turning to me and I nod. "Yes Please," I reply quietly.
"Of course. What are you using it for?" the clerk adds conversationally,
and my mind goes blank..
I obviously can't tell him the truth.. but nothing else occurs.. "Err.. a
washing line?"
Sure.. a forty metre washing line.. that works... oh fuck... he gives me a
knowing grin, and I flush red, it's too hot in here! I take the proffered
bag, slip my tampons inside, and hurry out the door. Leaning against the
wall I take deep breaths of the cool air. Mistress Thorne saunters out a
few moments later.
"You okay there?" she says still grinning. "You looked a little faint..."
"I.. I am.." I reply, still breathing heavily.
She moves to face me, then embraces me, leaning in to kiss my neck...
which does not help my self control any, the she whispers in my ear. "It's
okay bitch, you're cute when you're scared.. and don't pretend you're not
excited by this. I can smell it my horny little angel..."
I blush even more! This is a public place! People are watching! I'm so
nervous! I'm so horny! I turn to look into her eye, bottom lip
trembling...
"You do have beautiful eyes," she purrs. "And such kissable lips..."
She leans in so out lips are almost touching, but as I lean into her she
pulls back. "Not yet pet... not now, come on, let's get some lunch. I know
a lovely old style bar here, I used to come here with my brother when we
were little."
She smiles and offers me her hand, which I takes as she gently pulls me
from the wall. Her grip is gentle but firm, making me aware pulling away
is not an option. I follow her meekly, clutching my purse and shopping,
trying to get a hold of my nerves and my messed up emotions.
We get to the old wooden door and she holds it open for me with a smile. I
thank her softly as I go through, twitching slightly as I feel her hand
brush against my ass. "Pick a table."
It's not exactly a command, but... I look around select a table in a quiet
alcove near the open fire and walk over to it, glancing back at her to see
if my choice is acceptable. She gives me a nod and a smile, before walking
to the bar and ordering drinks. I slip my purse onto the table, and my
shopping by the side, wondering just what she's ordered for me.
If it's pink champagne again, I'm going to be seriously disappointed. I
give a secret smile, realising I've got some self control back.. for now.
I sit down at the table and cross my legs, feeling the nylons slide across
each other, then look up to see Mistress Thorne walking over holding two
glasses. I have to say she's very attractive.. very commanding... and
sexy... and that's just her walk
She hands me a glass of red wine and I raise an eyebrow, and she smiles
"Oh come now, you've got too much about you do like some silly sissy
drink.. I think you like something with a bit more depth."
I blush. "You made a good choice." I say sipping the wine. "And have you
ordered my lunch for me?"
"Should I?" She says conversationally taking a seat. "The thought did
cross my mind.. "
I giggle. "Perhaps..." I scan the menu to make sure there's nothing
absolutely foul on it, then pass it to her. "Go on then Miss."
She chuckles. "As you wish Angel, but please, when we're in somewhere
private... call me Mistress."
"Yes Mistress," I say blushing as she examines the menu, making her smile
again.
"Hey, while I'm ordering, go slip in one of your new purchases." She
smiles at me again. "I presume you bought them for that purpose?"
Oh shit, beet red again. "Y.. yes M.. mistress." I stammer... damnitt,
that was a personal plan.. for private...
I open the packet, slip one into my hand bag, and make to leave the table.
"Do remember to ask permission pet," Mistress Thorne says grinning, making
me return to my seated position.
"Yes Mistress," I say softly in case people can hear. "Please may I go to
the.. ladies room?"
She decides to push it a little further. "Why do you need to go there
Angel?"
I flush more. "I.. I need to put a t.. tampon in Mistress."
She grins more. "I'm sorry pet I didn't quite catch that?"
Oh.. the bitch! Bright red I lean in. "Please Mistress, I need to put a
tampon in!"
Eye twinkling she blows me a kiss. "Go on then, don't let me keep you."
"Thank you," I stammer, finally getting up and walking to the ladies.
It's weird using a proper public loo, rather than my home one, or the
'little sissies room' at the company. I smile nervously as I step into one
of the stalls and shut the door. Hands trembling, like I'm a naughty child
about to be caught, I remove the packing and ready it.. I pull up my skirt
and tug my panties to my knees, before bending over I force it inside me,
stifling a little groan, before throwing the packaging and the applicator
in the bin...
At the thought of what I've done, I feel a little faint, but pull my
panties up and my skirt down, before sitting on the loo seat for a moment
to compose myself. I can feel it inside me, and that's.. fine, but this is
real life...
Realising I've stayed too long I open the door, and straighten my hair in
the mirror. An older woman looks at me and smiles. "First date nerves
love?"
"S.. something like that," I stammer. "I'm having lunch with my M... I
mean my boss.."
"Do you like him dear?" she asks kindly and I flush red.
"A.. actually.. she's a she.." I reply.
There's a look of comprehension on the lady's face then a gentle smile.
"Oh.. I see.. and does she like girls too?"
I nod. "I err think so... "
"Well do be careful dear, bosses, male and female tend to use pretty
little things like you..."
Oh I do hope so! I think as I nod at her advice. "I. I err.. I know.."
She smiles. "Now go on then you look gorgeous.."
"Thanks." I give her a nervous smile, and head back into the resteraunt.
As I enter the room I can feel Mistress Thorne's gaze on me, so I check my
posture, straighten my back, and do my most elegant walk over to her, the
effect being slightly spoiled by her doing a slow clap as I reach the
table.
"My my Angel, I'm beginning to think you are a real girl.. after all that
time in the toilet." She smiles. "All safely plugged my sweet bitch?"
Oh my! I'm so glad no one is near enough to hear... "Yes Mistress. May I
sit down?"
"You don't need my permission for that silly, just leaving the table. Food
should be here in a moment sweetie."
"Thank you," I say smiling. "I hope you chose something nice for me?"
"I think I chose something suitable..." she chuckles.
The stuffed mushrooms are very nice, and the rack of lamb is too.
Conversation is.. interesting. We talk about normal stuff, the news, the
weather, almost like a normal meal.. but every so often there's a reminder
who's in charge. She keeps reminding me of the tampon in my ass, hands me
money to get more drinks but makes me ask to leave the table! And I have
to call across the restaurant and ask 'Miss' what she wants to drink...
she does thank me for it though. As we finish, me eating the ice cream she
bought me, whilst she has her coffee, she looks at me intently, making me
nervous
"So Angel, why are you working at the company?" she says blowing on the
coffee to cool it.
"I.. I told you, I need the money to pay for the.. transformation
Mistress..." I awkwardly. "Just like the contract says..."
"I know what you told me." She smiles. "But I want to know why you are
working at the company?"
"I.." I flush. "Because I have to."
"Really?" she says leaning back. "You're quite dumb in some ways, but
otherwise far too clever to work in our office."
I shake my head. "I'm not that clever Mistress."
"Really?" She says letting the word hang there for a number of anxious
seconds. "That is a shame, only.. clever girls pique my interest..."
My face drops, before I can even think of controlling it, and my recovery
is a second too late. The grin that comes over her face is plain scary...
but that means she's interested in me...
I flush helplessly, and stare at my ice cream, aware of a tightening at my
crotch.. and what's worse is I know she knows how I feel... biting the
bullet, and my lip, I look back up at her. "Really?" I ask leaving it
hanging..
There's a pause, and the throws back her head and laughs out loud. "Oh my
you are priceless Angel... c'mon it's time to go, don't forget your bag!"
I blush, embarrassed, as she rises... "May I leave the table mistress?" I
ask
"Well we can't really take it with us now can we sweetie, so I guess
you'll have to." She winks. "C'mon."
"Yes Miss," I reply even more embarrassed, as she leads me out.
"I'm staying the weekend Angel," she says as she takes my hand. "Would you
like to see my holiday place?"
"Yes Miss.." I reply as we pass people on the street, wondering what she
has in mind...
What I'm doing is stupid, putting myself in the power of a known sadist,
who wants to play with me... which is what I want..
She smiles at me and slides her arm around my waist pulling me into her..
I'm glad this is a pretty open minded town because we certainly look like
a couple now... I flush as she caresses my side through the sweater.
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