Shopping In Bizzare Store I was dressed as a male, from head to toe. In one pocket of my suit I had a quiet big amount of money, so I would be able to really buy a full outfit. The worst thing was, that I knew, there would today follow a major humiliation. Like that I went late that afternoon into the bizarre store. It's a kind of sex shop, but with a major department for cloth. When I entered the store, there where the two young ladies at the counter and one couple, as well as three men, as customers. I knew, that it wouldn't change a thing, when I would first browse the shop. Well, I had been in lousy situations before, but something like that was still new to me. However I went directly to the girls at the counter and told them as I was instructed. "Hi ladies. I am a sissyslave and I'm here, because I have the order from my Owners, that I should buy a complete outfit that matches a sissyslave". Well, the girls have known, that there are men buying woman's cloth and probably they also have seen them try on the new stuff, but out of their faces, which tried to hide a giggle, I saw, that this situation was pretty new to them too. Now the blonde one took the lead and asked me for details. All I could say to that was, that I needed all, from panties over corsets to tits and wig. Now the blonde guided me to the underwear area. She asked me for my size, but I had to tell them, that I would have no idea and kindly asked her to measure me up. "I can't do that, when you are so completely dressed she said. Why don't you be a good little sissyslave and go into the dressing room to undress." I looked at her and wanted to respond, but before I could open my mouth she yelled at me, so that the others in the store could hear it: "This was an order, slut, so go and undress or you will have to strip right here!" No more questions from my side. The other girls looked with a strange view at her workmate, but didn't say a word. I went into the room and took off everything. With my hands I covered my manhood, when the girl entered. "Spread those arms out" she said with a commanding voice, so I did, as she had told. "Turn slowly". I was so ashamed. To turn slowly in front of a unknown woman and show her my completely shaved body. Without any other words she started to measure me, when I had completed the turn. Then she left, leaving the curtain half open and saying: "Don't move even a little bit". This was clear and it took me quiet a lot of effort not to move, when I saw one male customer come into sight and looking at me. So it was a big relief, when she returned and handed me a corset, or better a waist chincher, as it's purpose was obviously to shape the waist in a most feminine way. Closing all the hooks in the front of my body was no tough task, but I got quiet some problems with the binding on the back. Yes, I was used to it from my own corsets, so I just closed it as far as I could without special effort and then wanted to make a knot. "Stop it. What do you think, that this is tight enough ? Get down and I'll show you how it's done". So down on all four I felt her knee on my back, as she pulled on the cords and pulled the air out of my body. Breathing was getting pretty hard and after she had made the knot, she took my male cloth in her hands and with the words "you won't need those for a while and get up now" she left again. It took some time to get up on my feet and when I stood, I could see the guy still looking at me. He must have seen the whole scene. There she was again. First I got a garter belt to put on, which only fit, because of the tight binding of the corset and second to pull fishnet stockings up my legs and attach them. Next she handed me some panties to put on. However, they where crotchless, so she could have given me nothing instead as well. After I had them on, she presented a pair of platform high-heels, but really very high once. I tried to get me feet in and was surprised, that they fit so well. She had looked at my shoes, after taking them away, so that's why they matched. Bright red shoes with the black fishnet's looked really sexy. They had a band around the ankle, that she closed and only when I heard a little click, I realized, that they closed with a lock. "No way, you can take them off without my approval, I suppose" was all she said and left again. The guys eyes got bigger, when he saw me like that and I wanted to turn around, but on the other side it also made me feel good. Too good, as now my member, that I somehow managed to control for such a long time, started to get hard. By the time the lady returned, it stood out like a pole. She saw it, but didn't care about it. The bra was next. A very nice one, and it closed well on the back. Now she started to stuff into the bra some false tits. They where at least a size D and pretty heavy. Again the guys eyes almost popped out of his head, when she left to get more stuff. Now it took quiet some time until she returned and just for the fun of it I turned a little around to give the guy a better look at me. When she returned, she said, that I obviously liked it to show myself to others. "No Mistress" I replied. "Don't lie, I saw you showing yourself to the guy out there". Now she added some ankle cuffs, made of steel and after I spread my legs about two feet, a spreader bar was locked to them. "I will allow you the favour of showing yourself, so move out to the store". "Mistress, I really don't like.." "Shut up and move slut", she yelled and slapped me hard on my ass. Now head turned. There where now two more male customers in the shop than before and all in the store looked at me coming from the dressing room. She announced: "This sissyslave is here for a new outfit and she likes it very much to be on display. So feel free, to take a closer look". Everyone came closer and soon I was surrounded by them. After several turns to show my dressing and erected member, I finally got a top to put on. It was a very tight red latex top and made my tits stand out in front of my body for everyone's amusement. Next came a single sleeve on my back, where my arms went in. Like that they were now completely useless and this was now the final point, where I felt like a real slut. My last psychological piece of protection was gone. "So what do you think, should we take care of that stuff down there, now?" she asked the crowd, pointing at my manhood. Naturally a yes was the clear answer. She returned soon and took first hold of my balls. A parachute was attached to them, it had pins on the inside and when she hung the 6 pounds of weight to it, they pushed into my balls and hurt a lot. Naturally I yelled in pain. "Shit, I forgot something" and she hurried away. When she returned, a female face mask with an open mouth was put over my head. To cover the beginning of it at the neck, she added a neck corset. "This is our newest item", she announced and at the same time pushed a pretty big cock shaped gag into my mouth. After closing it on the back side she turned me around so I could see myself in the full length mirror. Now I saw what she meant with new. The back of the gag was coloured like red lips of a female mouth and the gag straps where in the same colour as the mask. Like that it looked from a distance just very normal and no one would notice the gag. Next was a blonde long haired wig. "Well, not much left to do" she announced and started to fondle my cock. The starting pain then made it clear. She added a corset to my cock with pins on the inside. This she pulled completely close and from the pain my cock got softer immediately. Now a little lock on the front of it to connect it down to the ring of the parachute. Like that everything pointed straight down to the floor. "Oh, I almost forgot", "what?" asked the other sales woman. "Well, I read about sissyslaves in our publications and to complete their outfit, there has to be done a little more". With no other words she left her workmate with a wondering face. Soon she came back with more stuff in her hands. "The sissy is here, because he's dressed as a slut, but the slave is still not completed. A slave needs pain and he only has some on his cock and balls". She pulled my top up and removed the false tits. Now she asked for a volunteer from the audience and the guy that always had checked me out came forward. She handed him two clamps and told him to add them to my nipples. So here they went and here came the pain. Next the guy had to push the tits in again and so the clamps bend and hurt even more. The top was pulled down. "Ok slut, bend over and take it like the whore that you are". I didn't realize at once, what she meant, so she slapped me twice very hard on my ass. "Bend over, or do you need an invitation ?". She didn't leave out anything and all this should just be, because she had read about it ? I wasn't so sure about that. However, I presented my ass now to the crowd and obviously she had greased the intruder that I could feel on my back entry. She slowly pushed it deeper and deeper until the thickest part was in and it got a little bit smaller. Like that the butt plug would be kept in place. Still she moved it a bit around and my cock wanted to get hard, but the painful remembering of the pins denied that action. "It's to small. Will you please give me the big one", she told her friend. After pulling it out again, I felt the head of the other one. Yes, it was bigger, and I think they didn't have small, medium and large, but that she meant with the big one the biggest in the store. Now again that guy offered help and it was him, that pushed the dildo in, while an other one held my shoulders, so I didn't fall over. I knew, that I was pretty well trained, so I wouldn't tear apart, although it felt that way. Lucky me, that I had that gag in my mouth or I would have yelled, that folks on the streets would have heard it. I just wanted to rise again, when the plug was in, but was stopped with a smack on my ass from her hand and the words "I didn't say anything of getting up. You have such a marvellous position. I'm sure you would like to get a free whipping as well, wouldn't you ?" "Mmmmpf" was about all that left my mask. Now I had to wait again and soon could hear the introduction of the different whips to the audience. "She loves to be whipped, so don't bother to do it pretty hard. Ok, you go first". Whoever it was, that person had a normal riding whip in the hands and I got 6 on each side. Then the next one. Must have been bamboo or so. This made the dozen on each side full. Next the flogger, then the paddle and so on. I had about 5 dozen on each side, when I heard "Well lady, I'm glad, that you want to try it too. Just think of the possibility to give back to that male all the nasty stuff they have done or said to you". Now this lady had a cat in her hands. After another 6 on each side I had to get up and then I got 6 on my front. Lucky me, that there was the leather to cover me, but still it hurt from the pins that she hit and from time to time one of the leather bands from the whip came through the underside and hit my stretched balls. Then it was over and I got a nice and tight red latex mini. Next she added a chain to the D-ring in my neck corset and pulled me behind her to an other room, that is for personal only. At the same time she said to the audience: "Well, the show is over and you are invited to browse around and do your planned shopping, thank you". In the other room she quickly looked around and finally found a hanger for the cloth on the wall. There she attached my chain. "Don't go away, we haven't finished yet". She left and I was all on my own. After what seemed hours, she returned. First she took away the spreader bar and the ankle cuffs. Then the chain was removed and I had do kneel down. Now I could see, that both woman where in the room. While removing my gag, she said: "we just closed the shop, so now we have time for you. Your outfit is paid and the rest of the money is in your pocket. However, you will not need that cloth right now". Then she started to ask questions. More and more. She really wanted to know everything. After some questions the other woman also took part in the conversation. Like that I learned, that she was fascinated about the theme and had read a lot about it, but never had the chance or the courage to meet a real slave and specially not a sissyslave. So I had to tell them what a slave can be used for, how he thinks, feels and everything. Then I had to tell them about situations that I had gone through and how I had felt the one today. Finally she took a VHS cassette and showed it on the little TV in that room. What came into view was me. It had been from the surveillance camera and now I learned, that she had left the curtain open on purpose, because she knew, that like that I would be filmed. Then she asked me, where I would live. I wasn't allowed to tell them. All I could do was to give the handy number of my Mistress. She called in the other room and what seemed to be an eternity she returned. She had learned a lot from the Mistress and sat right in front of me on a chair. "That slut must be a fantastic licker his Mistress said and I want to see that" she said to her workmate. "Start". I could see now, that she wore no more panties and so I lowered my head between her legs and started to lick. It didn't take long until she came and this had made the other one hot as well, so she also removed her panties and I had a second job. Just when I had finished, there was a knocking on the door. She opened and a muscular boy came in. Both kissed him and he only said: "so that's the slut?". Ok, I make it short, I had to swallow his cum as well. Then they commanded me to stand up and while lifting up my skirt she said "I'm sure you wouldn't have guessed, that a male can be such a good cocksucker". The guy didn't know, if he should be angry or not, but after some explanations from her, he checked out my outfit and finally.....I had to make him cum again, before getting my gag back. The keys for the shoes where attached to the parachute as well. Then the other girl and the guy, both left the shop and the lady took me out the backdoor and into the trunk of her car. We drove quiet some time. Yes, the store was not very close to home. Somewhere she stopped, let me out and said, that is the point, where your Mistress told me, that you will find your way. You are invited to visit our store again and pick up your male cloth. She got in and drove off. It took some time for me to get the orientation, but then I knew, that I would have to walk about 5 miles in that outfit to the house of the Mistress. It took me quiet long and everything was hurting, when I finally reached the house and rang the doorbell with my nose. The Master opened after some minutes, but instead of letting me in or releasing me in some way, he told me to walk to my house and wait outside in the standing cage until he would come tomorrow to free me. So off for an other 8 miles on the plateau high-heels and some more hours in all that bindings. Back at my house I had quiet some troubles to be able to open the standing cage. It had a big hook to pull on the outside, but no way to reach it from the inside. Like that I could finally open the door, go in and it closed automatically. I would now be standing in there for the rest of the night, because sitting down was due to the leak of space, absolutely impossible. The sun was shining bright, when the Mistress finally arrived and let me out, but only after I had told her the whole story, she released my hands and left. Like that I could free myself and this hurt even more than putting the stuff on or the whipping. After two days I went back into the shop, dressed the same way. The facemask and the gag could only be put on in the parking lot and I had to carry the single sleeve in a bag. That day I had the order from my owners to pick up my stuff, but that little fun is an other story. Shopping in bizarre store By sissyslave99@icqmail.com comments are welcome
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