My Hypnotist Girlfriend - 4

So, here I was, currently crawling around my house, cleaning the kitchen floor while dressed in a french maids outfit. No matter how many times I tried to get to my feet, I just couldn't manage it. It was like my body had forgotten how to walk upright. 

The worst part though, had to be how much I was enjoying it. Every time I finished cleaning a particular spot or tidied an area up in some way, I felt a rush of arousal shoot through me. This was all due to my girlfriend Lenore's hypnosis. As I was scrubbing away at a spot in the corner of the kitchen I heard her call out to me.

"Oh maaaiiid, I need you in here, now!" 

The last time I disobeyed her I ended up crawling around on all fours unable to stand upright, so I wasn't going to ignore her this time, no matter how annoying I found her orders. 

"Yes Lenore?" I asked her as I crawled back over to the couch where she was laying. 

"I was wondering if you'd had a change of heart and would like to give me that foot rub now?" She asked me with a sweet smile on her face. 

"That depends, will I be allowed to stand up again if I do?" I asked her.

"Hmm, maybe. Maybe not. I want you to give me a massage because you want to do something nice for me, not because I'm forcing you to. And I could force you to by the way, quite easily." 

"Yes I know you could Lenore, so why don't you just make me give you the massage and be done with it?" I told her angrily. 

The truth was I wouldn't have minded rubbing her feet at all really, but she had turned it into a war of attrition with her earlier punishment and she knew it. Otherwise she would have actually just made me give a massage right from the start. Instead she was toying with me.

"Because I don't want to force you to do everything. You should want to do nice things for me. Do you know how much walking around in high heels all night hurts your feet? All you had to do was give a foot rub and that would have been it. I would have probably let you get changed and spend the rest of the day cuddled up on the couch with me but noooo, you had to be stubborn. So I'll tell you what, you have about 10 seconds to start the foot rub before I make sure you know EXACTLY how it feels to be wearing heels all day. How does that sound?" 

Shit! I did not like the sound of her latest threat and I definitely do not want to be wearing heels for the rest of the day. Lenore had me beat and she knew it. Without saying a word I reached forward and took one of her bare feet in my hands and started rubbing. I did think about throwing a snarky comment her way but didn't want to risk further punishment so I kept my mouth shut. Giving Lenore ample opportunity to mock me some more.

"Ahh see, is that so bad?" She asked me after five minutes of the foot massage. "IF you'd done this from the start you'd be back in your own clothes by now, but instead here you are on your knees, dressed as a sissy rubbing your girlfriends feet!" 

It was with difficulty I resisted the urge to say something back to her, especially that last comment about being a sissy.

"That's great babe, now, when you're ready you can kiss both of my feet and thank me for letting you serve me."

"What?" I asked loudly. "Are you serious? Lenore, isn't sitting here dressed like this rubbing your feet humiliating enough? Now I have to kiss them too. Come on Lenore." 

"Babe you don't have to kiss them if you don't want to. But I feel  like you DO want to. I feel like you've wanted to kiss them this whole time, because serving me really turns you on. So let's try this, in the next couple of minutes you WILL kiss both of my feet, and thank me for it."

With that said she laid back and stopped paying any attention to me, leaving me feeling a little confused by her comment. 

She wanted me to kiss her feet, and she told me that I will do it, even though I knew I didn't really want to. But she says I do want to, because serving her turns me on. But did it only turn me on because she made sure to keep me turned on with trigger words and other tricks? Or did I actually find some part of Lenore's control arousing?

I realized that the more I thought about it the more confused I became as more questions kept popping up in my mind. What did she mean 'I WILL' do it? Would she punish me if I didn't? What would the punishment be? She didn't make any other threats but she was sure that I would do it. Why? This was all a little confusing and I was getting more and more nervous the more I thought about it. Was I going to do it because I was hypnotized to do it or was I going to do it because I was afraid of what would happen if I didn't? 

A few minutes later, the nervous energy and confusion got to me and I found myself slowly leaning forwards, towards the foot that I was currently kneading. As gently and as carefully as I could, I placed a tender kiss on the top of her foot, before switching over to the other one and doing the same to that. After kissing both of her feet I mumbled, "Thank you for letting me serve you." I then stared at the ground, face reddening in embarrassment at what I had just done.

"You're welcome babe," Lenore spoke, "you can serve me anytime." She leaned forward, her face getting closer to mine before she continued speaking. "I told you you would do it, didn't I?" She was right. The question now was, why? Why had I given in so easily?

"I know what you're thinking Shaun," Lenore said to me, "you're thinking, why did you do it, right? Were you hypnotized by me or did you just give in? Well what if I told you, the answer is ... both. Isn't that what hypnosis is? I suggest something to you, and you do it? You might be thinking there's more to it than that but ultimately, that's hypnosis in its most basic form. You did what you did because I suggested it, but if I suggested something more, outlandish, like...running down the street naked, you wouldn't have done that, would you? She asked me as I continued try to make sense of what she was saying. 

"Errrm ... No?" I answered her with obvious uncertainty.

"No sweety, of course you wouldn't. But serving me, that's something that deep down, we both know you really want to do. Which is why it is so easy for you to follow my suggestions. So easy for you to fall deeply into trance." She was speaking softly now, leaning in so that her voice was almost being projected straight into my ear. My cock was still rock hard in my panties, becoming more turned on by Lenore's proximity as she continued speaking.

"So easy for you to let me control you, so easy for you to sink. You fall deeply into trance for me because you know that it's what I want you to do. You want to please me, because pleasing me feels good for you too. You know you love being my little sissy maid don't you? But of course no self respecting man would willingly dress up like you are now. This is why you let me control you. Why do you let me hypnotize you like this? You do it because then you can experience all of your deepest, darkest fantasies without having to answer any difficult questions. Questions like why. Why do I love this so much? 

Why does wearing 'Panties' turn me on so much?

Why do I like being humiliated and controlled?

Why am I so comfortable being dressed as a sissy?

"No sweety, you don't want to have to face the answer to those questions so instead you just let me into your mind. You let me take control of your subconscious and make you do all these things 'against your will'. Like I am doing now in fact." Lenore continued, still speaking softly into my ear. My thoughts clouding over as she spoke.

"But you already knew that, didn't you? You knew the moment I started talking that you would end up falling deep, deep into trance for me. because not only is it easy for you to fall, but it's also what you want to do, deep down you want to serve me. You want to humiliate yourself for me. You want to be my maid. My sissy. My desperate, horny little slut. That's what you want isn't it? You may answer me."

I was too confused by this point to think of anything to say, other than "Yes Lenore." But I didn't really know what I was agreeing to. Everything seemed a little fuzzy and confusing so it just seemed easier to go along with whatever she was saying. 

"Of course it is." Lenore continued in her hypnotic voice. "So don't try to fight it, instead just relax and let me guide you down into trance. Down and down to where you don't need to think. Where you don't need to worry about judgment or your ego or any of that. When I have control all you have to worry about is your favorite thing. Pleasing me. And you do want to please me don't you baby?"

"Yes Lenore." Did I mean that? It felt like I did.

"Of course you do. Because that's what good boyfriends do. So from now on, whenever you hear me say the words 'Serve Me' you will feel a compulsion to drop to your knees and submissively await my next command. This compulsion is my gift to you. With it, you will never have to worry about being embarrassed again because it won't be you doing these things, it will be me MAKING you do them. And you can't really be a sissy if it's someone else making you do the humiliating things, can you?"

"When you hear me say the words 'Serve Me', you will know that all your inhibitions will be removed and you will be free to do whatever I say, no matter how humiliating it may be. You will just do it, because that's what you really want to do, to 'Serve me' isn't it?"

"Yes Lenore."

She made it sound so simple, is that what I really wanted? My cock was still hard so maybe I was enjoying this on some level. But I wasn't a sissy, not really. I couldn't be a sissy because it was Lenore that was making me do these things. It was Lenore that was making me dress like this, not me. Before I had time to think too much I heard Lenore counting down before snapping her fingers. All of a sudden I was very aware of what I was doing again. I was still on my knees in front of her as she sat on the couch. She had been talking a while but I couldn't remember much of what was said.

"Umm, so, can I stand up now?" It felt ridiculous for me to be asking permission to stand up, but here I was.

"Well I do like seeing you on your knees, but I'm thirsty again so yes, you may stand again." Lenore said with a smile. 

I quickly stood back up to my full height and stretched out my legs. After a few seconds of silence I spoke. 

"So um, would you like me to get you another drink?" I asked.

"Why yes I would, there's a good maid." Lenore said with a big smile, handing me her empty glass. My face reddened again at her comment but there was no denying the rush of arousal I felt as I refilled her glass. I couldn't actually be enjoying this could I? What was it she said about me kissing her feet? Was I hypnotized when I did it or was it all me? I was so confused.

"Thank you baby." Lenore said as I handed her the glass. "Now as I'm sure you know tomorrow's Monday and someone needs to take the trash out to the curb, and I am just too hungover for that job today so-"

"No way, Lenore!" I interrupted her before she could get any further, any confusion I had about serving her was thrown out the window as soon as I realized what she was about to ask me to do. There was no way I was going outside dressed like this. 

"I am not going out there in this outfit. You can have all the fun you like while I'm indoors and no one else can see me but no way am I going out there!" I told her as forcefully as I could. Of course any authority I had was smothered by the lacy maids outfit I was wearing.

"Aww what's a matter baby? Scared the neighbors will see your 'Panties'?" Lenore said.

"Well, YES! Obviously I don't want anyone seeing me like this." I said as my cock throbbed.

"Oh Shaun, I thought you were learning. Ah well. 'Serve Me'. 

As soon as I heard those words I found myself back on my knees, hands on my thighs and waiting for something, I just wasn't sure what. But I knew I needed to be on my knees. 

"Now Shaun, I knew you would be a little resistant to this request, that's why I had another trigger installed, just to make sure. So stop throwing your little tantrums and go take out the trash. Now!" 

As soon as she finished speaking I knew what I had to do. It was like there was nothing else I could even think of doing until I carried out her orders. I walked into the kitchen, completely terrified of what I was about to do but totally unable to stop myself. I grabbed up some trash I had already bagged and headed towards the side door to where the trash cans were. My heart was pounding out through my chest as I stepped outside and dropped the bag into the waste bin.

All I could think was 'fuck, I'm outside!' As I made my way towards the end of the driveway. Thankfully it was only a short walk to the curb but I was slowed down by the heavy trash can. As I pulled the trash into position I saw a car heading along our street, whoever was driving was about to get a good look at me! Panic set in as I turned back towards the house, aiming to go back in through the front door. 

That was when I saw Lenore, leant up against the front door laughing as I hurried back towards her, tip-toeing as I wasn't wearing shoes of any kind on my feet.

I was just a few short steps away from the front door when Lenore said something that instantly made my blood run cold.

"Shaun Freeze!"

Oh fuck!

End chapter 4.

My Hypnotist Girlfriend - 5

I was Frozen half way up our driveway, dressed head to toe in a frilly French maids outfit. Absolutely mortified at the thought of anyone seeing me like this. But there was nothing I could do. Lenore my hypnotherapist Girlfriend had used the 'freeze' trigger on me while I was taking out the trash and was currently standing in our doorway with a big smile on her face, watching my own face get redder and redder.

"Lenore, please! Let me back in the house, this isn't funny!" I said, my head being the only part of my body I had control over. "I don't want the neighbors to see me like this!" 

"I don't know babe, you make a very sexy garden ornament, maybe I should leave you out there for a few hours, just until you learn how easy it is to control you. And how much fun it would be if you just stopped fighting it." Lenore told me.

"This is definitely not fun." I replied.

"Oh really? So you're telling me that your cock isn't at least a little hard in your 'Panties' right now? Maybe we should wait for the wind to pick up, see if you accidentally flash your 'Pantied' ass to the neighbors." Lenore was clearly enjoying my humiliation. 

I could hear the sound of a car approaching from the end of the street. I needed  to get inside, quick!

"Please Lenore, please unfreeze me so I can get back inside." I begged her.

"I'll let you back in, if you admit that you're enjoying my little game." 

"Argh! Fine, okay. I admit, some of it is fun, but not being trapped out on the driveway dressed like a sissy."

I could hear the car pass by the front of our house behind me, I couldn't turn my head far enough to see who was in it, or if they spotted me on the driveway.

"Ohh a car just passed by babe, I wonder what they thought, seeing you dressed as a maid on the front lawn. Looked like they got a good look anyway." Lenore said, but was she just trying to tease me or did whoever it was actually get a good look at me? I wasn't sure I wanted to know the answer. 

"Now tell me Shaun, are you going to be a good little maid when I let you back in?" She asked me.

"Yes, Lenore. I'll be good. Please hurry up before anyone else sees me." 

"Okay babe. 'Unfreeze!" 

Thank god, I could finally move again. I quickly rushed to the front door where Lenore was waiting for me, a smile still covering her face. 

"Now, shouldn't you thank me for letting you back in the house?" She said to me.

"Thank you Lenore!" I practically growled at her through gritted teeth. 

"Careful with that attitude babe, I'd hate to have to give my maid a spanking on her first day." She said  "Now, do me a favor and go turn on the shower. I feel ready for a wash, and you're going to help clean me. Won't that be a nice treat?" Lenore said with a smile. She wasn't wrong of course, helping her shower off would definitely be better than what I had been doing so far, so I headed upstairs to prepare the shower.

We had a decent sized shower suite in the main bathroom, more than enough room for Lenore and me to fit in. I headed into the bathroom, still dressed in the maid outfit and turned on the hot water, waiting for it to heat up. I heard Lenore coming upstairs shortly after me, it sounded like she headed into our bedroom so I assumed she was getting undressed in there. 

A short while later, Lenore came walking into the bathroom, dressed in just a bathrobe, tied at the waist. 

"Why thank you maid, but you can't help wash me off while you're in that dress can you? Strip, now. You can leave your 'Panties' on."

She wasn't using her hypnosis to command me at this point, not that she would need to. I was incredibly horny from the day's activities so far and the chance to spend some time in the shower was definitely welcome. I had to ask Lenore to help me undo the dress so I could slip out of it, the way I felt as I pulled the dress down off my shoulders and watched it all fall into a frilly pile at my feet only added to the humiliation. 

"Hurry up Shaun, I really don't feel like washing myself off today." After I had picked up the maids dress and placed it carefully out of harm's way, I turned to see Lenore had dropped her robe on the floor, leaving her standing there completely naked. A few moments of taking her naked body and I was back to being rock hard in the panties. 

"If you're done perving on me, you have some work to do." She said as she opened the large glass shower door and headed inside.

"With pleasure babe." I replied, following her into the hot shower.

"Oh so now it's a pleasure to follow my orders?" Lenore said with a playful smile. 

"Well it makes it a lot more enjoyable when you're naked I'll say that much." I said as I gently began applying soap to her shoulders. 

"Ohh I see, so I didn't need the hypnosis to get you to play along with me, I should have just flashed you my tits is that it?" Lenore said with a false anger, trying to hide her smile at my cooperation. 

"Ha, not quite babe, you know I was always more of an ass man anyway." I replied.

"Hmm, that's right babe, you were. So why don't you get down on your knees and get my ass nice and clean for me. Sounds like a job you should enjoy." Lenore said as she turned her back to me and leaned forward slightly, her ass now sticking out in my direction. 

"Mmmm,  yes Mistress." I said playfully, as I lowered myself to my knees, cock throbbing in the now saturated panties that I wasn't allowed to remove. 

"Mistress? I could get used to that." Lenore said as I massaged the soap into her ass, taking my time, enjoying this task more than any others. As I was slowly rubbing the soap into her (in my eyes) perfect ass, I heard Lenore start talking again in a low, sultry voice that I could only just hear above the sound of the shower. 

"MMmmm That's it Shaun, just like that. You always did like my ass didn't you? You are always taking any chance you can get to ogle my beautiful behind, always trying to sneak a peek of this perfect posterior. Well now you have the chance, stare all you like baby, just keep staring at my ass as it gently starts to move from side to side." 

I had no problem following her direction, she was right after all, I did enjoy staring at her ass, and now it was slowly swaying in front of me as Lenore kept talking.

"Keep staring at my ass, you love to stare at my ass it sways slowly in front of you. Back and forth goes my delicious derriere, back and forth right in front of you and all you want to do is stare, isn't it? 

"Right now, yeah, all I want to do is stare at your ass." I wasn't sure if I was supposed to reply or not, there weren't many thoughts in my head at that point, but I couldn't argue, I was loving this. My answer prompted Lenore to start speaking a little quicker, a little more force creeping into her voice.

"Yes I know you do, baby. But that's not really all you want to do is it? Not really. Staring is fun, staring is easy, staring turns you on. Watching as my ass sways in front of you might make your head go all fuzzy as your thoughts begin to wash away. Washed away just like the soap bubbles that you have lathered so lovingly onto my glorious glutes." 

My head was already empty, I knew what she was doing but I couldn't bring myself to tell her to stop. I didn't think I wanted to either, so I just listened and stared as she kept talking. 

"As you keep staring, enjoying the view of my ass as it sways so close to your face, you will realize that staring isn't enough. You need more. Your cock needs more, feel how hard your cock is in your 'Panties'. Feel how aroused you are when you stare at my ass, you need to do more than stare. As you sit there, on your knees, watching my ass you will realize that what you really want, is to kiss it. And you do want to kiss it don't you?"

I didn't know if I was supposed to answer, but I did know it would be nice to give her ass a kiss. 

"You feel it don't you? The almost undeniable urge to kiss my ass. The longer you stare, the more aroused you become, and the more aroused you become, the more you want to kiss my ass. Why don't you focus on your cock for a second babe. Focus on how hard it is in those pretty 'Panties' of yours. Think about how incredibly turned on you are in those 'Panties'. Feel as your arousal grows and you stare at my ass. Focus on my ass, and feel the urge to kiss it grow and grow."

Lenore kept talking, and the more she did, the more I couldn't focus on what she was saying. I was too focused on her ass, and my arousal to think of anything else. I just kept staring and listening, I heard the trigger word go off as she spoke, each time she said the word panties, my arousal would surge more and more, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. She kept talking about her ass but I couldn't really remember what she was saying, or I couldn't concentrate, I just let her words wash over me as I knelt behind her, watching her ass like it was the only thing that mattered to me. 

"...so deep for me now, all you can see, or think about is my perfect ass as it sways in front of you, the urge you have to kiss my ass is so powerful now. So powerful that you know, that when you finally give in to that urge and kiss my ass, that it will seal away all my suggestions. Locked away in your subconscious, ready for the next time you see my heavenly, hypnotizing, ass. And you know what you must do now, whenever you see my ass you know what you must do. You will feel the compulsion take over you, the compulsion to kiss my ass whenever you see my exposed ass, the need to kiss it will consume you, you will not be able to resist."

All I could think about at that moment was how much I wanted to kiss her ass, how much I needed to plant my lips on her gorgeous cheeks. What was I waiting for? Did I need permission? She didn't say I did, so why should I wait? I was so close to orgasm, I could feel myself hanging right on the edge, ready to go off at any second. Lenore was still talking, her words still piercing my mind.

"You can feel it now can't you? The inability to resist the urge to worship this ass, the ass that you so badly want to kiss. You know what will happen when you do, don't you? You know that all my words, all my suggestions, will become true the moment you give in and kiss my ass. Do it Shaun, give in. Kiss. My. Ass."

That was the last straw, I don't think I even made a conscious decision,  my body just leaned forward, my lips aiming straight for the ass that filled my vision. The moment my puckered lips made contact with her ass, I knew I had lost. One last surge of arousal as I kissed her ass had sealed my fate, and now I was cumming, hard. I could feel the pulses as my cock shot its load into the already soaked panties. I could still hear Lenore's voice but couldn't make out the words. I was too focused on kissing every inch of skin on her ass. 

I don't know how much time had passed, but eventually I regained my senses. I was standing alone in the shower, now finally free of the panties. Lenore was nowhere to be seen. After I made sure I was clean I dried off and headed into the bedroom, Lenore was sitting at her makeup table waiting for me. I was still a little confused as I spoke.

"umm, Hi, weren't we just in the shower together?" I asked.

"We were, but you kept getting distracted from your task, every time I turned around you were just staring at my ass, so I left you to finish up on your own ... ya big perv." She said with a laugh.

"Right, sorry, I was just enjoying the view I guess. Anyway, you're actually dressed. Are you planning on going somewhere?"

"Actually, we are just going out to do a little shopping. I need to get a few things so I figured my maid might as well come help me. So get dressed, and hurry up about it, or I'll make you go to the mall in the maid's outfit."

I didn't really want to see if she would make good on her threat, so I quickly threw on some jeans and a t-shirt as Lenore finished getting ready. 

Eventually, we found ourselves walking though the nearest mall. Lenore was wearing a tight, long sleeved white top with a black skirt that stopped just above her knees, finished off with a pair of running shoes, because 'her feet still hurt'. 

"So what is it you need exactly?" I asked her. 

"Oh we're not shopping for me today babe. We need to get you some 'Panties' of your own. Can't have you stealing mine all the time." She told me.

"What?! Lenore, I don't need panties of my own." I said as the tingle of arousal started again at her use of the trigger word. "Besides, I'm not stealing your underwear, you're making me wear them." I said, suddenly feeling very aware of the fact that I was, indeed, wearing a pair of her panties. But this was only at her insistence (and with threat of punishment) before leaving the house.  

"Well you've worn more than one pair of my 'Panties' up to now, and I can't have you stretching them out or ruining them by squirting your load every time. So you need your own pairs." Lenore said.

"Shh! Do you want people to hear you, Lenore? And you know I'm only, ya know 'squirting my load' because you and your stupid triggers. You could always get rid of the triggers, then I wouldn't have to ruin your panties." I said, petulant at her insinuation. 

She was clearly not interested in arguing as she led me into a clothing store. Before long we were slowly making our way through a maze of aisles filled with clothing. We were currently in the women's section, slowly making our way through as Lenore browsed through some tops that were on a rack. She kept glancing up and down the aisles, as though she was looking for something.

"Come on Lenore, can't we just get out of here? You're clearly just wasting time, why not just go home. I'll even go back to being the maid if that keeps you happy." I said, hoping to deter her from buying me my own panties. 

"Oh relax babe, I'm just looking for an opportunity to test something. Although I'm pleased to hear you're so eager to put on the maids outfit again." She said with a wink as she looked up and down the aisle again.

"What exactly is it you're testing?" I said.

"Just a new trigger, need a good place to really test out how effective it is. Somewhere a little public."

"What?! Playing around at home is one thing Lenore, but in public. I've already been stuck outside in the yard dressed as a maid today, is that not enough humiliation for one day?" I said, incredulous. "What is this new trigger?"

"Here, I'll show you." She replied as she took one more look up and down the aisle. I was not looking forward to finding out what this new trigger was, but I was surprised at her next action. She turned around and reached down for the hem of her skirt before beginning to slowly lift upwards. Gradually revealing more of her thighs in the process. It looked like she planned to expose her ass right here in the store. She turned her head around to look at my stunned expression and spoke. 

"Like what ya see so far babe? see how you feel now." As soon as she finished speaking she quickly flicked her skirt up the rest of the way, exposing her ass in nothing but a small black thong.

As I stood there, staring intently at my girlfriend's exposed ass in an empty aisle of a clothes store, I felt an overwhelming urge come over me. Where this urge came from, I don't know (Although in hindsight, I think I had a pretty good idea). I couldn't focus on anything else other than kissing Lenore's ass. 

I found myself walking the few steps towards her, part mortified, part turned on at what I was about to do.

"Lenore, I..." I don't know what I was trying to say as I felt myself drop to one knee behind her. 

I thought about saying something else but the words never came. Instead, I just leaned forward and started planting kisses on her exposed ass, a rush of adrenaline and arousal shooting through me as I did. My cock was instantly hard in the panties.   

After a few seconds of lovingly kissing her ass, I was able to regain control of myself and quickly jump back to my feet.

"Lenore! What the hell was that?" I asked, angrily.

"Ohhh just a fun new trigger I thought we'd try out. It wouldn't have worked so well if you weren't obsessed with my ass anyway. Fun right?"

"No, it was not fun! Someone could have seen us." 

"Ohhh don't worry so much babe, I made sure no one was around. Now come on, let's go find you some 'Panties'." She said as she walked on towards the next aisle, skirt now back in place.

Before long, we were standing next to a selection of womens panties in various styles, Lenore was fingering through them, examining different pairs, nothing too suspicious about a girl looking at underwear while her boyfriend stood by looking bored. A perfectly normal sight.

That was until Lenore turned towards me and held a pair of red panties with lace trim up against my crotch and spoke loudly. 

"What do you think of these babe? I think they would look great on you." 

My face must have instantly turned red at her actions.

"Lenore what the hell." I hissed at her in a quiet voice. "Someone probably saw that, and heard it!" 

"Oh relax babe, it's just a pair of 'Panties', I don't see why you're so worried. You're already wearing a pair aren't you?" She said with a smirk.

"Well yeah, because my crazy girlfriend made me!" I said as Lenore grabbed a few more pairs from the rack of panties. 

"Ohhh you should be careful about calling me crazy babe. After all, I know about your little 'Panty' fetish. Do you think any of the other guys here are wearing 'Panties'? Or shopping for 'Panties' with their girlfriends?"

"Ohh fuck! Lenore please, stop saying that or I'm gonna..." She was deliberately laying the trigger word on thick, turning me on more and more every time she said that damn word. 

"You're gonna what, Shaun? You're gonna shoot your load into your 'Panties'? What  kind of pervert would get so turned on by a pair of 'Panties' that they lost control and just came in their pants? Or 'Panties' in this case. Hahahaha" 

I could feel my cock pulsing, desperate for some relief. I knew that if Lenore carried on with what she was doing I was going to have an embarrassing accident right here in the store. 

"Ohh god. Please stop, someone will notice. We can keep playing at home if you want but not in public."

"Oh Shaun, you've already kissed my ass in public, why not fill your 'Panties' too? You know it will feel good." 

"Lenore....stop...I'm too close." 

"Okay okay, relax babe. Just trying to spice up a shopping trip. Don't get your 'Panties' in a bunch." With her last sentence, she reached out to give my hard cock a squeeze through my jeans, that squeeze plus her use of the trigger was enough to send me over the edge. 

"Ohhh fuck!" I quickly threw a fist up to my mouth, biting down on the knuckle of my index finger to stifle the moan as I emptied my balls into my panties, right in the middle of the store. 

"Hahahaha that was fun babe. Now let's go find you a bra to match these panties."

It took me a second to come down from my orgasm high, I almost didn't realize what Lenore had said as her laughter faded into the next aisle.

"Wait Lenore!" I called out as I followed her.

Did she really just say something about a bra?

End chapter 5.