Sunday Funday Pt.2
Well it took a little longer to find his car than I thought it would. I knew the make, colour and model and the red square of paper that would be visible through the back window. What I didn't count on was him parking all the way down at the bottom end of the car park.
Rolling down his window when I knocked I heard and saw the boot click and open upwards.
'Strip your ugly clothes off and put them in the boot and don't get back in until your a slut in heels'.
Surely he's joking! That thought was soon settled as the window was raised and the klunk of the central locking
left me standing there contemplating my next move.
Sod it I thought. I've come over for fun and cock so I'm going to have both in bucketfuls.
Going to the boot off came the t-shirt, trainers and finally jeans all thrown into his boot with no particular care, reaching into my bag I pulled out a nice pair of 4" red open-toe heels and slid into them.
Deep breath time, count to three, really, then both hands on the boot. Thud - closed - no going back now.
I'm now in the far corner of Chichester Railway Station in broad daylight on a sunny Sunday afternoon in red stockings and suspenders with matching red knickers, red basque, red high heels, lips a brilliant shade of bright pink and a bra bursting with the biggest pair of falsies in my collection.
Even worse, now my rucksack is his boot, I'm walletless, phoneless, have no male clothes and I'm wearing a cock cage only he has the key to.
Oh fuck I hope he unlocks the door or this is going to go so very, very wrong.
Please comment if you would like to know more.
All my love to you all,
Davina xxxxxxxxxxxx
Rolling down his window when I knocked I heard and saw the boot click and open upwards.
'Strip your ugly clothes off and put them in the boot and don't get back in until your a slut in heels'.
Surely he's joking! That thought was soon settled as the window was raised and the klunk of the central locking
left me standing there contemplating my next move.
Sod it I thought. I've come over for fun and cock so I'm going to have both in bucketfuls.
Going to the boot off came the t-shirt, trainers and finally jeans all thrown into his boot with no particular care, reaching into my bag I pulled out a nice pair of 4" red open-toe heels and slid into them.
Deep breath time, count to three, really, then both hands on the boot. Thud - closed - no going back now.
I'm now in the far corner of Chichester Railway Station in broad daylight on a sunny Sunday afternoon in red stockings and suspenders with matching red knickers, red basque, red high heels, lips a brilliant shade of bright pink and a bra bursting with the biggest pair of falsies in my collection.
Even worse, now my rucksack is his boot, I'm walletless, phoneless, have no male clothes and I'm wearing a cock cage only he has the key to.
Oh fuck I hope he unlocks the door or this is going to go so very, very wrong.
Please comment if you would like to know more.
All my love to you all,
Davina xxxxxxxxxxxx
4 年 前
Would you like to '69'?
Rob, xx
Rob, xx