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The Lost Weekend part 1 (femdom,tv)
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LOST WEEKEND
CHAPTER ONE
They had been planning this weekend for a long time and
Joe was looking forward to it with a mixture of
anticipation and anxiety as well as excitement.
Joe and Betty had been married for almost 15 years and
this weekend was to mark the beginning of a change in
their relationship.
Joe was 36, a fair skinned, medium to slightly built
blonde about 5' 10" and was proud that he hadn't
started to develop any middle age spread as yet.
Betty, his wife was about 5' 6", dark haired and
complexioned with an outstanding figure and as Joe
often commented, "great legs."
It was almost 7 P.M. on Friday evening and the traffic
going into the city was quite light, Joe was glad not
to be in the traffic jam coming out of the Big Apple.
Lately Joe and Betty's sex lives had begun to take
some strange turns, and the purpose of the weekend was
to more fully explore some of the avenues they had
begun trying over the past year or so.
Over that time period Joe had been bringing home
literature of a somewhat "kinky" type, and they had
both been turned on by some of the scenes that they
had seen and read, and now were going to try some of
them.
Neither of them was ready to do any of the wilder
"Swinging" type activities they had read about, but
some of the other things - Domination and Submission,
Cross Dressing - Water sports etc. had seemed appealing
and they were going to try them out.
Recently in their sex lives, Betty had been taking the
dominant role, and both of them had found that
exciting and wanted especially to explore the female
domination techniques that they had read about.
They had registered for the weekend in a middle class
hotel located close to the center of the City and each
of them had made some private purchases of "toys" and
other items for the weekend.
In order to fully explore the female domination theme,
Joe had agreed that from 7 P.M. on Friday until 7 P.M.
on Sunday, Betty would call all the shots and become
his Mistress.
They had played little Master and Mistress roles as a
part of their sex play, but Joe knew that his sexy
wife wanted to go a lot further in dominating him than
they had gone thus far.
Glancing over at his dark haired lovely wife, he
noticed that she seemed preoccupied.
"What's the matter Honey, having second thoughts about
the weekend?" he asked.
"No, not at all Joe dear, I was just wondering if you
really and truly will do everything I tell you to as
we agreed, or if you'll change your mind."
"No way Honey", Joe responded, you know how much a man
of my word I am and I've given you my word."
"What time is it Joe?" Betty asked.
Joe glanced at his watch and replied - "Oh gosh it's
seven O'clock already" - "OK Darling, as we agreed I'm
now your slave for the rest of the weekend."
Joe felt his cock begin to throb, just saying the
words to his wife that he had been longing in his
heart to say for a long time.
"No, you are wrong Slave" Betty said in a firm tone of
voice that Joe had noticed that she used during their
sessions, "It's almost five minutes past seven, and you
can bet you will pay for not realizing until after the
time had passed that you were my slave."
"Yes dear" Joe responded and immediately flinched as
his face was slapped.
"What do you mean calling your Mistress "dear" Betty
shouted, you will address me as "Mistress" at all
times, do you understand you filthy slave?"
"Yes Mistress" Joe responded meekly, his cheek still
stinging from the unexpected slap.
"Pull over at that next Service area" Betty commanded.
"Yes Mistress" Joe quickly replied as he pulled into
the rightmost lane and entered the service area.
"Where shall I park Mistress" Joe asked politely. "Over
by the rest room ", Betty answered. Joe pulled the car
into an empty slot in front of the rest rooms.
No other cars were in the immediate area. "Open the
tailgate Slave" Betty said getting out of the car.
Joe walked around and lifted the tailgate. Betty
reached in and pulled out a small travel bag that Joe
had not seen go into the tailgate.
"Betty must have put that in before I got home from
work" he thought.
"Take this bag and go into the rest room, and when you
come out, I want every piece of clothes that you have
on now in this bag, and every piece of clothes in this
bag on your body - Do you understand Slave?"
"Yes Mistress" Joe replied taking the bag and wondering
what could be in there.
Walking into the men's room, Joe found it empty and
entered a stall, a thrill going through his body at
the very idea that he was acting as a slave to his
beautiful wife.
Setting the bag down he removed his shirt and
undershirt, and sitting on the toilet seat pulled off
his pants and underpants and hung them on the hook.
With a little anxiety he opened the bag and examined
its contents. The bag contained only female garments
and Joe thought for a moment that Betty had given him
the wrong bag and that he had one which contained her
clothes.
A closer inspection however revealed that all the
clothes in the bag were new and obviously were too
large for his wife!
Joe had never dressed as a female before, although he
had thought about it on several occasions and his cock
became semi hard just looking at the garments that he
was about to don.
"Christ, how am I going to be able to go out in public"
Joe thought to himself as he removed the garments and
put them on the top of the toilet tank.
There was a pair of black seamed nylons which Joe
hadn't seen for years, a garter belt, a black lace bra
and a pair of shimmery black nylon panties.
In addition there was a pair of loafers a pair of
white slacks and a black V - neck jersey.
Sitting once again Joe took off his shoes and socks
and placed them in the bag. Taking the panties from
the bag he stepped into them and pulled them up his
hairy legs.
He was surprised at the sensuous feeling that the
nylon gave him as he pulled them up to his waist. He
had to re-arrange his throbbing cock to get it into
the panties. He fastened the garter belt around his
hips, it was of some type of stretch nylon material and
he felt its firmness and had to stretch the elastic
hook part to get it to stay fastened
Six garters hung from the belt and Joe sat on the john
to take off his shoes and sox. Taking the nylons out
of the package, Joe slid them onto his hairy legs,
delighting in the smooth silky feel of them as he
pulled them over his knees.
Dressed now from the waist down, Joe pick up the black
brassiere and slid his arms through the straps. It
took him quite a little while to manage to hook it up
behind his back.
When he finally got it hooked up, the cups were way
above where his male nipples were and he finally
figured out how to extend the straps to get the bra in
the right place.
A good deal of time had already passed and Joe was
beginning to wonder if Betty was going to be mad
because he was taking so much time to do as she had
ordered.
"Just the sweater left to go" he thought to himself as
he slid it over his neck. The sweater, like the other
garments was just a bit too tight, and even though it
was black the material was of such an open weave that
the outline of his bra could be seen through it!
Joe felt sensuous and at the same time ridiculous. He
did enjoy the feel of the undergarments that he was
wearing on his skin - his cock had remained in a semi-
hard state ever since he had started dressing in the
garments that his wife had given him.
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