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Chapter Seventeen
Tom was slowly walking up the vitamin aisle waiting for Princess Dee to
call him back His contact with Mrs. Abernathy had almost made him
physically sick. He was still trembling when his phone rang again.
"Please, I can't do this anymore." Tom spoke into the phone without even
seeing who it was. "I feel sick to my stomach. I'm just mortified."
Princess Dee just laughed. "Of course you can keep doing this, and in
fact we will make this your regular grocery store from now on. Besides,
even if you were little embarrassed...I bet you were turned on immensely
the whole time, weren't you? I bet your little clitty was rock hard...or at
least would have been if it wasn't for the chastity tube locked around
it."
Tom's candid answer surprised her. "No it wasn't; not at all," he
replied.
"Such a pity," Princess Dee replied. "This would be so much more fun for
both of us if you were a humiliation pig. There is just so much more that
we could do to get you into the right frame of mind."
"No matter," she continued, "this isn't about humiliation slave; it is
about humility. It is about you not only learning your proper place; but
also learning to accept it and become comfortable in it."
Tom was speechless again. He just did not know how to respond to what she
had told him. She wanted him to be comfortable wearing a bra and panties
in public. To what end? Where was she taking all of this? What was her
endgame? It all just did not make sense to him. If she outed him, then
she would lose all control over him. The risk of blackmail would no
longer hold sway. Again, even though his mind was spinning in several
directions at this moment; he again felt a strange stirring at some of
her words 'slave', and 'proper place'. It was not just excitement at
those words; there was also a small sense of longing and desire as well.
Tom tried to put these thoughts out of his mind as he grabbed the Centrum
Women's multi-vitamins that Princess Dee had told him to get. She
explained that with his new diet women's vitamins would now be more
beneficial to him. In addition, if it added to his discomfort or
embarrassment so much the better.
After finally paying for his groceries, Tom headed back towards the bus
stop two blocks away. Princess Dee had stayed on the line throughout the
purchase and his departure from the store. She had instructed Tom to get
plastic bags instead of paper. She told Tom that it would be easier for
him to carry plastic bags and Tom agreed with this. However, she had
multiple reasons for not allowing him to use paper bags. She knew that it
had warmed up a bit while Tom was in the store. Between the heat and Tom
now carrying the heavy groceries, he would sweat even more putting his
bra wearing at greater risk of exposure. If he were carrying paper bags
up against his chest, they would offer him additional concealment, which
she did not want him to have. The rustling of the paper bags against his
chest would also prevent her from hearing what was going on. If someone
were to discover his secret, then she wanted to hear it happen. Finally,
she knew that the weight of the bags pulling his arms and shoulders down
as he walked would heighten the profile of any bra line he had from
behind. Tom had no idea that Princess Dee had thought of all these things
and would probably freak out and sweat even more if he did. It was much
better for him to remain blissfully unaware that her suggestion of
plastic bags was not as favorable as he had originally thought it to be.
Fortunately, for Tom, his trek back to the bus stop was uneventful.
Nobody driving by had paid any attention to him, let alone enough
attention to notice his now slightly visible bra lines. When Tom got on
the bus, even the driver was too preoccupied to notice them. In fact,
only one person on board seemed aware of him as he walked towards the
back and sat down. She was about twenty-five years old and very pretty.
Tom looked at her as he walked past and she gave him a wry smile, but she
did not say anything to him. Tom was oblivious to the fact that she knew
he was wearing a bra. To Tom the smile was almost flirtatious; at least
in his limited experience. Tom thought if he were bolder, that he would
be able to smile back or approach her. At least he would have if he were
not also wearing a bra and panties; let alone a chastity tube.
None of this mattered and Tom had the natural physiological reactions of
an aroused man. He started to get an erection, which the tight confines
of the CB-6000s instantly halted. Tom took his seat gingerly as pain
spread out from his groin. He had not paid much attention to it when he
was walking since his focus was more on the bags that he was carrying;
but the dull ache that had initially started the day before was
exacerbated by his sweaty walks today. The chaffing was bad enough, but
when he sat down with his erection pulling on the ring around his
scrotum, it rubbed even harder against the raw skin. The pain continued
to get worse the longer he sat on the bus; but Tom dared not stand up or
do anything to bring himself any unwanted attention.
When Tom finally arrived at his stop, his erection was long gone, but the
ache in his scrotum remained in full force. As he walked towards the
front of the bus, he passed the same girl that had smiled at him when he
got on. As he did so, he heard her giggling softly. He was instantly
mortified. Was she giggling at him to flirt; or had she discovered his
secret? He was too scared to turn and find out. He wanted to run off the
bus as fast as he could, but the pain he was in just would not allow it.
All he could do was hold his breath and walk off the bus as normal as
possible. As he stepped down from the door he heard more laughing from
the bus passengers and would have sworn he heard the word ?freak?
muttered under the breath of the bus driver. Tom just wanted to hide and
cry his eyes out; but he still had to make it back home past all of his
neighbors. He was not even sure if what had transpired on the bus was
real or just his imagination running wild. The people laughing could have
been laughing at anything; a joke, a video on a smart phone, just about
anything. Maybe it was just timing and not about him. As for the driver,
surely he had seen things a lot crazier than a man wearing a bra.
Besides, it was not very professional for him to be calling his
passengers names, he could get fired for doing that. With this logic, Tom
pushed it to the back of his mind and forced himself to believe he was
just imagining things.
Tom walked slowly to his house. He was afraid that the faster he went the
more attention it would attract. Going slower would also make him sweat
less and lessen the pain in his groin, Yes, that meant that being exposed
for longer, but he figured it was worth it and it was with great relief
that he opened the door to his house without any other interactions.
As he stepped inside, he was startled as the phone in his pocket started
to ring. He set down the groceries and answered it. ?Congratulations on
your first foray as a slave,? Princess Dee said. ?It will only get easier
for you as time goes on.?
Tom again felt a sense of pride at her words and now felt a sense of
accomplishment as well. ?Thank you Princess Dee,? he meekly intoned.
Princess Dee then instructed him to hang up and go sit in front of the
camera as they were almost out of time before the Geek was due to arrive.
As he sat down he winced in pain and Princess Dee laughed aloud. ?I bet
you are pretty sore by now; aren?t you Tiffy??
?Yes, Princess Dee I am. It is unbearable. I cannot take it anymore.
Please let me take this chastity tube off,? he begged.
?Soon, my pet, soon; but not just yet. We will get you squared away once
the man from Best Buy has left. First I want you to go get your groceries
and bring them over here by the camera, and then go get your garbage can
and bring it here as well,? she told him.
Tom got up and did as she instructed. He was a bit confused now. Was she
going to have him mix it all up in a garbage bag and then eat it out of
there? If so, should he not cook the beans first; and get a clean bag? He
was just pulling out a fresh bag when he heard her yell to get back in
there now. Tom ran out with the can in one hand and the new bag in the
other.
?Not sure why you grabbed a new bag sissy. I want to know for a fact that
what goes in there is not something you will try to salvage what is going
to go in there.? Princess Dee said. She then told Tom to open the bags of
Fifteen Bean Soup and remove the flavor packets from them. She then told
him to open the packets and pour the contents into his trashcan. Tom was
disheartened even more. She had not said which variety to get when he was
as the store; so he had chosen the Ham flavor since it was something he
liked and it might take his mind off the beans he would be eating. Now he
would not even have that minor allowance. She then told Tom to go and
grab all of his condiments and dump them in his trash as well. Salt,
pepper, sugar, garlic powder, ketchup, mustard, all of it went into his
trash and she watched to ensure he poured or dumped it all out and into
the bag before he tossed the bottles or containers in as well. Tom
realized that she was not kidding at all when she said it would be as
bland as possible. As much as he wanted to rail against her or scream and
fight; he was just too emotionally drained and too sore at this time to
offer her any resistance.
She had just instructed him to tie up the bag and take it outside and Tom
was about three steps away from his front door when his doorbell rang.
Princess Dee?s timing was impeccable. The Geek from Best Buy had arrived
and now there was no way for Tom to remove the bra and panties before
letting him in. She remotely turned off Tom?s computer and called him on
his cell phone just as he opened the door. ?This might be fun,? she
thought to herself.
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