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Department Store Bitch (Part 2) "Birth of Megan"
By meganprincess
Back in my car, I sat stunned. My face felt stiff with the security
guard's dry cum. I could even smell it and, of course, still taste it in
my mouth. My humiliation was complete when I realized that the stolen
panties I was wearing were wet with my own precum. Did this terror filled
incident actually excite me? What was happening to me? I thought about it
as I drove home. I thought about my years long panty fetish and how it had
led me to this point in my life. If only I hadn't impulsively shoplifted
this pair. What would I do now? He had me over a barrel. I simply could
not be charged with this crime and exposed as a pervert. To make matters
worse, I was out of work. If my wife left me, which she would surely do, I
would be homeless. I was a total wreck mentally as I entered the house
that afternoon. When my wife got home I did my best to act normal. Lying
next to her in bed hours later my mind turned against my will and I got no
sleep at all. The hours were flying by. Soon I would have to return to the
department store. I could see no escape. My only hope was that this cruel
man would relent and let me off the hook. A small voice in my head
whispered that the bag of clothes he brought me were meant to further my
subjugation to him. My situation looked grim.
Seeing no alternative, I put on the stolen panties, some jeans, and a tee
shirt and made my way to the store the next afternoon at the appointed
time. I didn't dare to even glance at the cashiers as I made my way
through the front doors. What if they already knew what I had done the day
before? My stomach turned to lead at the thought. A few moments later, I
pushed through the double doors off the store floor and made my way down
the corridor to the security office where I knocked timidly. I hoped that
nobody would be there. I hoped this was all a big joke. I hoped in vain. A
familiar voice told me to come in. I entered and stood face to face with
my tormentor.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't little miss prissy panties! My little
blowjob queen. No need to sit down faggot. You can just strip down to your
little panties and put on your new clothes."
When I hesitated, he stood up and was around the desk and in my face in a
flash.
"I'm not gonna play games with you fairy. I found videotape last night of
you putting the panties in your pockets. We have a time stamp of you
attempting to leave the store without paying. You can be fully prosecuted.
One phone call is all it takes. I warn you do not fuck with me. Now strip
bitch!"
It was no use fighting. I took of my shirt and my pants and stepped out of
my shoes. I stood before this burly man in only my new panties.
"I've been thinking sissy. You need a new name. Curt just will not do for
such a pretty little girl like you. How about we name you Chloe or Dolly
or Megan? Hmm? Which will it be? I know a married sissy named Chloe. Such
a little slut with long blonde hair. She loves trying on dresses in
public. Another sissy named Dolly loves to dress as a little girl. She has
a mommy and dreams about sucking lots of cocks. She's a long-haul trucker
but a real whore inside. I think Megan would be a pretty name for you.
Sounds like a little girl's name and I bet that's what you are. A little
girl that wants to be pretty and obedient for a big strong daddy like me.
Now tell me your new name princess.
My face turned scarlet. I glanced up at him and knew better than to
complain. I cleared my throat and just above a whisper said:
"Megan."
"Good girl! Megan is a perfect now for you sissy. Megan princess. Megan
the cocksucking sissy faggot. Megan the panty wearing slut. Now tell me
your new name. Say "my name is Megan sir". And tell me what you are. And
tell me I'm your daddy."
Damn this bully! Still, I did it:
"My name is Megan sir. You are my daddy. And I'm, umm, I'm a sissy and a
panty wearing slut and, umm, I'm a cocksucking faggot."
"Very good princess! Very good indeed. Daddy is proud of his little girl.
Now get dressed in your new clothes slut. If you are very obedient and do
a good job today daddy might you let you keep them. Daddy might not have
you arrested."
As he said the last words, he brushed a lock of hair out of my eyes and
stroked my cheek softly with his big hand. He was treating me just like a
girl. I felt a funny stirring in panties but tried to ignore it as I bent
down and picked up the black, silky bra from the bag.
In seconds, I had it on. He leered at me grinning.
"Sissy has had some practise putting on pretty bras hasn't she? Megan has
experimented with more than just panties. It is so obvious. You look like
you have been hooking your own bra for years. You were born to where bras
Megan. You should wear one every day from now on for the rest of your life
just like every other girl. Now put on your garter belt and then the
stockings."
This took a little longer. And longer still to get the straps of my garter
to attach the stockings. The front clasps were easy but reaching around to
hook the backs of each leg was much more difficult. My hands shook and the
clasps slipped out of my fingers several times before I finally got them
to lock into place. He made me straighten them. Then he made me run my
hands up and down my legs. The sensation was maddening. My cock hardened
in my panties much to his amusement. He taunted me with a fresh round of
humiliating names and then made me put on the black skirt. It was tight
and hugged my ass as I zipped up the back. The hem brushing against my
stockings as I moved aroused me even further. Next, I put on the white
blouse and, looking down, I could see that my bra was plainly visible
beneath it. The final item was the high heels. I nudged my feet into them
and teetered. They must have been six inches tall. The narrow spikes made
it hard for me to balance.
"Now walk Megan. Walk for daddy in your pretty clothes. Good girl. Just
like that. There. You're getting it. Balance and walk. Sway that ass
girl."
I walked back and forth in his office. Occasionally he slapped my ass hard
as I passed him. He coached me to shake my butt as I walked. To put one
foot right in front of the other. I slowly got better at it. He had me
walk for twenty minutes. He probably spanked my ass twenty times during
that time. My cheeks stung and it was as if I could feel his hands
permanently on my ass from the lingering sensation. Finally, he told me I
could stop. Glancing up at him, I could see him scratching his head as if
deep in thought.
"Something is missing Megan. I wonder what it is. Oh yes! Makeup. A slut
like you needs makeup. I'll tell you what. I'll go easy on you this time.
We'll just have you put on some pretty lipstick. But I don't have any here
in the office. You will have to go out to the makeup department and get
some won't you?
"B-but"
"Don't talk back to your daddy, Megan. I will put you over my knee like a
little girl. Or should I just call the police now and put you out of your
misery? Now, you are going to prance over to the makeup department.
Madison is working today. Sweet young college girl. You will ask her to
help you pick out lipstick. After you she helps you then you will walk
away and put the lipstick in your stocking. Kind of like shoplifting and
we both know you know how to do that don't we sissy?"
"But she will know I'm just a guy wearing girl's clothes. Sir."
"Of course she will Megan. And she's probably going to laugh at you. She
might even sneak pictures of you with her cell phone. And send them to all
her girlfriends so they can laugh at you too. How embarassing. Now get
going bitch. You have five minutes. Go!"
I wobbled out of his office, down the hall, and out into the store and
made my way to the cosmetics section. And there was Madison. She was a
beautiful girl of around eighteen years old with pretty brown hair and
twinkling eyes. Full cheeks and a sexy smile. Her smile grew as she
watching me coming toward. I could almost read her thoughts and felt my
face growing red as I asked her for help picking out lipstick.
"Sure sweetie. Come over here with me. Let's see. What would look good on
you? This one is called Flirty Girl? Do you like it? It's frosty pink. Or
maybe this one. It's called Kissable Crimson. Oh yes! This shade of red
will look adorable on you. I love your outfit by the way, girl. So prefect
for you."
With a tremor in my hand I reached out and took the tube of red lipstick
from her and mumbled a thank you. As I walked away I heard several
"clicks" of her cell phone camera as she took pictures of the pathetic
sissy walking away from the makeup department in slutty high heels. I also
heard her giggling. Making my way back to the double doors, I furtively
slid the tube of lipstick inside the band of the stocking on my left leg.
Back in the security guard's office I stood before him as he sat behind
his desk grinning at me.
"Good girl. Four minutes and forty-seven seconds. You almost earned a
punishment Megan. Now apply your pretty new lipstick for daddy. That's
right, twist it up and glide it over those sick sucking lips slut. Now
come over here and kneel in front of my chair."
I teetered over, feeling the waxy lipstick on my lips. I was pretty sure I
knew what was coming next.
"You know what to do princess. Kneel and unzip me. Show me how thankful
you are for your pretty new clothes. Good girl. Take it out. Rub it on
your face. Lay it across your face now and lick daddy's big balls. Lick
those big sweaty balls like a good whore. Just like that. Such a sweet
little tongue lapping those warm balls. Now kiss them dry. Soft little
princess kisses on my balls. Good girl. Now get to work on my cock, slut."
And I did. I opened my mouth. I bobbed up and down on it. I used my
tongue. I tasted his precum as it dripped out of his growing cock. This
time he didn't hold my head. He let me do all the work. I worked hard it,
trying to get it over with as quickly as possible. But he had other plans.
I took it in my throat and sucked his cock as sexily as I could. It grew
harder and harder and his precum flowed heavier. Just as I felt he was
about to cum, he pulled out and pushed my face away. His hard cock bounced
in front my face. Rings from my lipstick encircled the base.
"Not so fast Megan. Daddy needs to train his little girl a little further.
Walk around to the side of my desk. Right there. Now bend over it. Reach
behind you and pull up your pretty skirt princess. Yes, Good girl."
And he was behind me. Holding my hips. Using one hand to pull my panties
to the side. Poking at my hole with his hard cock. I whimpered and felt it
go in a little. And then a lot. And then he was fucking me. Like a girl.
In and out harder and harder. I stood on the tips of my high heels as he
rammed me. The tips of my spikes tapped the floor after every stroke of
his cock into me. First, I would be on the front tips of my heels, then he
would pull back for another thrust, and the spike tip would hit the floor
quickly before the next thrust. His strong hands held my hips tightly.
There were only four sounds in the room. My whimpering, His grunting, my
high heels tapping the floor, and the smacking off his balls hitting my
ass rhythmically as he pounded me. Suddenly he let out a loud groan of
satisfaction and came hard. I could feel jet after jet of his hot cum
going up my ass. He slapped my ass and left me bent over his desk panting.
I heard the sound of him zipping his pants back up and lowering himself
back down into his chair behind the desk.
"Good job whore. You take cock like you were born for it. You can keep
your new clothes princess. I want you to wear them out of the store. You
can put your old clothes in the bag. Be here tomorrow at the same time.
Oh, and here is a hundred dollars. Isn't daddy nice? I want you to buy a
pretty outfit for tomorrow. You can go to a store in the mall called
Forever 21. They sell clothes more appropriate for a sissy like you that
likes to be treated like daddy's little girl. Make sure you get something
cute. An entire outfit. Panties too princess. And wear them here tomorrow.
Same time bitch."
To be continued....
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