My trip to Mistress Cindy’s House – Pa

Miss Norma explained that she had been fucked over by so many men that she had always wanted an opportunity to get even somehow. She said that if she projected onto me all of the shitty things that had been done to her that she would feel better and I would get my fantasy fulfilled. Then she laughed this evil laugh nearly as evil as Cindy’s and explained that she had always had this secret desire to try being a Dominatrix. She went on to explain that she convinced Cindy to commit to trying this for a weekend and that she would help her. So, here we are sissy, she said. You are in a skirt, bra and panties with your sissy clitty locked away safely and your sissy ass is ours for the weekend. She smirked and said, ‘oh, by the way, remember when I told you that I put your clothes in your bag?’ I said, yes Ma’am, I remember. “Well, I did put them in there, but what I failed to tell you was that your bag is now in your truck back at my house. Yes, that’s right sissy, all you have to wear for the weekend is what we give you or you buy”. I could tell she enjoyed this control as I am sure a look of panic came over my face. I kept reassuring myself that everything would be ok because I trust Cindy and know she wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.

It wasn’t long after that Miss Norma slowed to exit the interstate. We pulled into a truck stop for fuel. She handed me a small pink purse. I must have looked puzzled because she said, ‘This is your purse sissy, I took the liberty of moving the contents of your wallet into this purse for you. Your wallet is in your bag back in your truck. She told me to get out and pay for and pump the gas. I couldn’t believe she was having me do this, but thankfully I had the robe on and hoped that nobody would get too close to see my nails. Luckily nobody came near and I was able to pump the gas without being noticed by anyone. I did see a few people looking and pointing but they were far away and I suspect they were just wondering why I was wearing a robe.