Here is part one of a reader submitted sissy story I’d like to share with you, hope you enjoy!
I felt a wave of relief as I pulled up. And then the fear set in again. I was almost to shelter, but to get there I would have to leave the car. There was a woman, probably a soccer mom going for a jog, and I debated sinking into the seat until she passed. Then the phone buzzed.
You’re too close. Back the car up a bit and get out and slowly, walk to the door like I told you. Do it now, bitch.
“Shit,”I muttered, in a quivering breath.
As Goddess Jenna ordered, I backed the car up until I felt I was a decent length from the front door. Then I got out. I was wearing a sexy Santa outfit, one with a miniskirt, high heels, fishnet stockings, and a hat with “Naughty!” written on it in big, sparkly letters, like a sissy. I wondered if the panties showed, as I bent over to pull the sweets out of the trunk. The jogger was close now, and I tried to keep my breathing steady as I walked away from the car. I put on a sweet smile and swayed my hips as I strutted up to the front door. (to be continued)
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