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C: thanks for my best friend, lover and sub
Date: 16 Sep 2007 12:58:03 -0000
From: Miss E

Dear Ms Christine,

I guess this is a re-introduction of sorts but also a thank you,
your site has been my internet dating agency, when no personals
were used. In this post it will become clear why.

Years ago I joined your mailing list via yahoogroups. For about
a year I was relatively often there and I posted on a regular
basis. At that stage I was still exploring my BDSM interests,
both on line and in RL. I had joined the local BDSM community in
NZ and felt so much finally me. I truly felt that disjointed
parts of me fell into place.

One of my main interests then (and now) is cross dressing.
Something I had admired from afar for a long time but was
outside my normal mindset, until I found BDSM. Then it just
clicked.

Being Dutch living in NZ I was surprised when at one stage
another Dutchie joined.. It sure piqued my interest, but on a
personality level. He was outspoken and I liked what he said. S.
was/is a cross dresser. Also the fact that he was Dutch was a
major point as it allowed me to talk about it with somebody who
had a similar background and culture so to speak. I contacted
him privately (as he clearly stated he was open to) and we
started chatting via mail and ICQ. We found we had a lot of
things in common and swiftly became good chat friends.

In 2001 I went home for a holiday visiting my family. We decided
we'd meet just to put a personal face to the chat friend. We
really hit it off and we had a lovely afternoon. I do recall
finding him attractive, but alas RL meant it was just an
innocent afternoon of fun. Over the years we remained in
contact. Sometimes more, sometimes less.

In July 06 I left my relationship and one of the first things I
did was some catching up with S. I had so missed my best chat
friend. I had already decided to move back to Europe. A step he
approved of and he proposed we'd meet for lunch again.

As our chats intensified and became more and more personal, I
told friends I wanted to see if this friendship could become
more once I had returned to Europe. As it happened it did not
happen that way.

Early December our chat turned and he admitted that he was
developing feelings for me. I admitted the feeling was mutual.
We decided he'd come to NZ to celebrate New Year with me, as we
thought it would be a great way to start the year together and
see if there was a possibility of an "us" in the future.

Again things changed. Due to personal reasons he had to cancel
24 hours before flying out, both of us were in tears. So the
next day I got stubborn and got myself a ticket to the
Netherlands instead. I celebrated New Year with him in the
Netherlands

The rest as they say is history. I returned to the Netherlands
full time. We moved in together in and I took ownership in May.
We are by no means 24/7. Neither he nor I could deal with that.
But my chance meeting on DOMestic gave me a best friend, a lover
and sub all in one.

So thank you Ms Christine, without your list and group I would
not have met this wonderful man.

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C: serving her - period
Date: Sat, 15 Sep 2007 15:34:16 -0500
From: Jeff

Well - I just want to serve... someone who is worthy of my life
expectancy. Period. Even if she is having her period.

Love,
Jeff

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Re: C: serving her - period
Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2007 17:46:02 +0000
From: "Christine" at Ms-Christine.com

Hello,

Good luck with that.

You'll find some advice on placing ads at:-

http://u4ds.com/admin/personal_ads_faq/

and

http://u4ds.com/2007/08/c_directions_search_for_a_subm.shtml#c004412

You'll find our guidelines for how to post a message which
encourages direct contact at:-

http://u4ds.com/how_to_get_in_direct_contact.shtml

But meantime. What state/country are you in?

sincerely,
Christine at u4ds.com

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C: turned on by "peeking"
Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2007 18:34:44 +0000
From: "David" at Ms-Christine.com

Hello,

I can't speak for anyone but myself, but regarding Severin, In
Re: C: caning the sub-moderator, Michele wrote:

>was he really turned on by "peeking"

In my case that's a great turn on in itself.

>or was the turn-on being discovered peeking

That can also be very exciting, especially if the discovery
tends to gel with my fantasies. But in the absence of discovery
the idea that she is deliberately, and perhaps secretly, teasing
me is exciting.

>and being embarrassed and made to feel guilty?

I will not really feel guilty. But having her try to make me
feel guilty and punish me for my "nastiness" is of course part
of what excites me. So I'll pretend to feel guilt, especially
while being punished.

For me, I like the idea that she is being deliberately
provocative, and apparently careless of what might be on
display, when in fact we both secretly know, or at least I
suspect, that she is trying to create circumstances where she
can use my desire and arousal to reject my advances, shame me
for my behaviour, whatever it is, and punish me.

I could be punished for the actual peeking, or for wanking after
my advances are rejected later, or simply ignored. Whatever
happens. Even if nothing at all. The manipulative and cruel
prickteasing female, is, for me, what the peeking scenario is
all about.

sincerely,
David at Ms-Christine.com

Download "Prickteasing" by David at
http://www.mschristine.com/manual.html

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Re: C: turned on by "peeking"
Date: 18 Sep 2007 01:43:10 -0000
From: Michele

So, David, am I a prickteaser? Is this what I have been all the
time?

I know I have been sometimes. Maybe that's what women always are
whether we admit it or not. I never used to think of myself as
one but maybe I was in denial - as I was and have been about so
many things.

Severin must be very much like you then again very different. I
have some clues but submissives are not so easy to figure out.
The great thing with you is that you have this wonderful ability
to step out from yourself so to speak and describe everything
that makes you tick as though you were an outside observer.

My severin is not like that, of course, although I suspect there
is an amount of enjoying the play-acting of being a submissive
that you clearly experience and I suspect he also does it in his
own peculiar way.

All this is so important - amusing, thrilling, exciting, yes,
and yes, important.

In the middle of trying to understand what has been going on in
my life - my emotional life - in the past few years and trying
to put some of it in writing - well, any input like yours has
value.

Best,

M

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Re: C: turned on by "peeking"
Date: Wed, 19 Sep 2007 00:34:49 +0000
From: "David" at Ms-Christine.com

Hello,

Let me start by trying to ensure I was not misunderstood.

When I said "I like the idea that she is being deliberately
provocative" I was explaining what my fantasies are about.

It's fun to imagine that some women retain the girlish spirit of
enjoying stimulating the sexual interest of boys without any
consideration for anyone but themselves.

However, in the real world I don't think I've met any woman who
I could fairly describe as a prickteaser. But I do like to
imagine that women enjoy being prickteasers.

I've met provocative and sexy women, but I could not reasonably
determine what their motivation is without getting to know them
a lot better.

There is a big difference between what a person enjoys as a
fantasy and what they recognise as being the reality. In the
absence of evidence to the contrary it's only fair to assume
that most folk are like me and know the difference between
fantasy and reality.

Michele wrote:

>So, David, am I a prickteaser?

I do hope so :-)

Seriously though. I doubt it. But lucky Severin if you are. :-)

>Is this what I have been all the time?

I don't recall reading anything you have posted to DOMestic
which suggests that is the case. Maybe my memory is failing with
old age :-)

Do tell me all about your prickteasing so that I can answer your
question with a "Yes". :-)

>I know I have been sometimes. Maybe that's what women always
>are whether we admit it or not.

If you enjoy the idea that a man, (Severin perhaps), is aroused
by you, and further you enjoy the idea that he remains sexually
frustrated by your decision not to permit sexual activity or
contact, then that would be what I imagine to be the motivation
of a prickteaser.

I don't think many women spend a lot of time indulging in such
pleasures. Perhaps you once enjoyed it?

Maybe more than once?

>I never used to think of myself as one but maybe I was in
>denial

If a man makes it clear that he enjoys women indulging
themselves is such flirtatious and yet controlling behaviour,
then arguably it's not really prickteasing to let yourself go
and enjoy the role.

>as I was and have been about so many things.

Denial? Maybe you are still learning about yourself. Many of us
are fortunate to go on learning new things about ourselves as
life progresses. I hope I'm lucky enough to go on learning for
many a year yet.

>submissives are not so easy to figure out.

I can't be sure, but I guess many would be happy to explain
their understanding of themselves to a willing and interested
ear.

Like me they may not be completely accurate, and the story may
change as they continue to learn what motivates them, or indeed
if they find that they too are changing as they grow.

>The great thing with you is that you have this wonderful
>ability to step out from yourself so to speak and describe
>everything that makes you tick as though you were an outside
>observer.

Thanks.

I do tend to have the ability to be detached, even
dispassionate, and apply an analytical mind to many
circumstances. I apply to it many things in life, not only my
analysis of myself. That ability to be detached has been
described as cold on occasion and has been known to offend.

Whether my conclusions are accurate is another question. But in
my defence I can only say that they are not usually clouded by
emotion.

>My severin is not like that, of course, although I suspect
>there is an amount of enjoying the play-acting of being a
>submissive that you clearly experience and I suspect he also
>does it in his own peculiar way.

I suspect that is true of many.

But I could be, and probably am, wrong. As I'm fairly certain I
have suffered from what I believe is commonly known as "writer's
arrogance". That is imagining that as I'm like I am, then there
must be others like me too. I try not to let it cloud my
judgement, and try to keep an open mind, but I can't help it
impacting on my understanding of others.

>In the middle of trying to understand what has been going on
>in my life - my emotional life - in the past few years and
>trying to put some of it in writing - well, any input like
>yours has value.

I'm glad I've been of some use. Feel free to bounce your ideas
around on DOMestic if you think it may help further.

sincerely,
David

Read my own (now very old) article "why" at
http://www.mschristine.com/why.shtml

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Re: C: A hair solution
Date: 16 Sep 2007 02:12:25 -0000
From: subsquare

I find that You Tube has deleted the video. However it is
available in the file section of yahoo groups.

Pic - Plucking Subby's pubic hair

Video - Plucking Subby's pubic hair

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C: Malta
Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2007 06:01:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: slave t (tootsieboy131)

Dear Ms Christine and David,

Are there any list members living in Malta? We are planning a
visit early next year with the idea of perhaps relocating, and
are interested to know if 'the' lifestyle exists on this lovely
Med island.

Thanks,
Toots

PS. Madam is 44; i am in my 60's. We are active and are pretty
much 24/7.

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Re: C: Malta
Date: Wed, 19 Sep 2007 17:39:50 +0000
From: "Christine" at Ms-Christine.com

Hello,

Toots wrote:

>Are there any list members living in Malta?

Yes. Several to be sure. I can't say exactly how many. We don't
ask folk to give us such information.

The Malta top level domain (tld) is .mt (dot mt) and we
certainly have subscribers with such email addresses. In
addition subscribers in Malta could be using various dot com
domains such as hotmail, yahoo, gmail etc.

>We are planning a visit early next year

If you would like to try and make contact with DOMestic Maltese
residents, you'll find some advice on placing ads at:-

http://u4ds.com/admin/personal_ads_faq/

You'll find our guidelines for how to post a message which
encourages direct contact at:-

http://u4ds.com/how_to_get_in_direct_contact.shtml

sincerely,
Christine at u4ds.com

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C: My Inner Submissive
From: Michele
Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2007 18:59:20 -0400

Christine,

I wrote this chapter a week ago but hesitated to send it. I'm
afraid it might be misunderstood. I definitely do not have a D/s
relationship with Kate. But I felt I had to be honest about some
feelings I have struggled with since I have known her.

continuation of "Michele, Kate and Severin"

My Inner Submissive

I didn't realize it clearly at the time, but I think that part
of my strong attraction to Kate had something to do with her
self-assurance, her strong take-charge attitude.

The truth is, as I see it now, that I had grown tired of always
making decisions, giving orders, being the Domme. I wanted to
rest, to relax, perhaps to be a little more "feminine" in a
traditional sense, to be a little passive. Kate made it possible
for me... From the very beginning she was the one who made
decisions for the two of us - mostly in such little things as
where to dine, what movies to see, what music to listen to...
whatever she decided was fine with me, not that our tastes
always coincided, but if it was her choice then it had to be
mine too.

It wasn't so much the restaurant, the movie or the music, but
the fact that I enjoyed them with her. Pleasing her was my sole
desire, so what pleased her would necessarily please me.

Of course I was particularly passive sexually, at least at
first, since I was so innocent, so novice at making love with
another woman. But even after I shed many of my inhibitions, I
remained shy and always let her initiate sex, no matter how much
I might desire her. I eagerly responded to her forceful kisses
(I was no longer afraid of opening my mouth!) but I couldn't
bring myself to be the aggressor and kiss her the way she kissed
me. Somehow it would have felt unnatural. I meekly waited for my
lover to take my lips, and to do whatever the kiss might lead
to. After two years this is still pretty much the pattern our
lovemaking follows.

Kate's loving is amazingly soft and tender, but it can also be
quite rough at times. I love both the softness and the
roughness, the way they complement and balance each other.. At
first I was startled by the slaps, bites and pinches, but I soon
grew to not only receive them gracefully, but to delight in
them, expect them, even miss them if they didn't come. They are
loving acts just as much as the kisses and caresses and tender
words.

Kate does to me, or makes me do, "sexy" things that I wouldn't
have accepted (or even imagined), from anybody before her.
Little kinky things like making me lick her finger after it had
been inside me, or dripping saliva into my mouth for me to
swallow (which I have come to consider a very special treat).

Sometimes she forbids me to touch her while she makes love to
me; I must keep my hands motionless by my side or above my head.
It's a sweet torture that I find hard to endure, and sometimes I
disobey. That's one occasion when my face gets slapped. The
first time this happened I think I drifted into what they call
"subspace" for the first time in my life.

In other words, you might say that I got in touch with my inner
submissive. Actually it was Kate who got me in touch with that
inner stranger - assuming it actually exists! I must make it
clear, anyway, that this submissiveness has never gone much
further than feeling passive and enjoying it. I can honestly
say, too, that it has not interfered with my dominance over
severin. Our household has one slave and doesn't need an
additional one!

Because of my ignorance of lesbian love, I had wondered whether
it would involved anal sex, and exactly how that would work,
although I tried to avoid imagining anything too graphic. I have
never allowed it with any man I ever had sex with, although most
wanted it at one point or another, and one even tried
(unsuccessfully) to take me that way.

Kate made no such demands the first few weeks of our affair,
which to me became a mixture of relief (the thought of the act
did scare me) and disappointment: didn't she want this most
intimate mingling of our bodies? I was happy to be anally
virginal so that she would be the first - and most certainly the
only one - to ever possess me that way. In order for me to
belong to her completely, she had to take possession of every
part of me, including the most "forbidden." This idea became
almost an obsession.

One day, while we were in bed together and she was lightly
touching me between my buttocks, I said shyly, "I have never
done that, you know," and I added, boldly, a bit foolishly, "I
guess I was keeping myself for you without knowing it."

I couldn't think of a clearer way of letting her know I was
ready. I won't go into irrelevant details, suffice it to say
that it was soon going to become a regular part of our
lovemaking, quite a discovery for me.

I realize that I have again drifted into my relationship with
Kate when I should return to the real subject of this memoir:
the functioning of our triangle, and more particularly the Kate-
severin relation. I'll get back to it in the next chapter.

(to be continued)

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C: The Compleat Mistress
Date: Tue, 18 Sep 2007 19:01:47 +0000
From: "Christine" at Ms-Christine.com

Hello Michele,

Perhaps the title of this post should have been "A Complete
Person" but I just couldn't resist the temptation to indulge in
a little word play.

A complete person because what you have been describing seems to
me to be a relationship with Kate which provides aspects which
either Severin cannot give you, or you prefer to indulge in with
a woman. Whatever the reason, your polyamorous situation is able
to fulfill you and make you complete.

In a foreword to "My Inner Submissive" Michele wrote:

>I'm afraid it might be misunderstood

Somebody will always misunderstand what we write. In fact it's
been my experience with DOMestic that many people read into
whatever we write something which fits their own preconceptions,
and rarely understand exactly what we actually mean.

I hope I don't do too much of that myself.

>I definitely do not have a D/s relationship with Kate

That would depend on the definition of a "D/s relationship".

There is often a leader and a follower in any interaction
between two people.

I think that all relationships have elements of D/s in them.
Many conventional couples might be surprised to find that things
they regard as "conventional" lovemaking, are regarded by others
as kinky.

I'm sure there are many partners who naturally defer to their
husband or wife, and would be horrified if somebody suggested
that they were "submissive".

While it's clear you don't have what you call a D/s relationship
with Kate. I think many folk on this list would be happy to have
a small amount of D/s in their relationship. Such folk might
think that what you describe with Kate is a D/s relationship,
although not so overtly Dom/sub as your relationship with
Severin.

>I had to be honest about some feelings I have struggled with
>since I have known her.

Why the struggle?

In "My Inner Submissive" Michele wrote:

>I wanted to rest, to relax, perhaps to be a little more
>"feminine" in a traditional sense, to be a little passive. Kate
>made it possible for me...

That is wonderful. It seems to me to be perfection.

>Pleasing her was my sole desire, so what pleased her would
>necessarily please me.

That's a fair definition of one of the effects of being in love.
Some might call it devotion.

However, the following passages read to me like someone who is
enjoying being a sexual submissive, and there is nothing wrong
with that is there?

>always let her initiate sex, no matter how much I might desire
>her. I eagerly responded to her forceful kisses (I was no
>longer afraid of opening my mouth!) but I couldn't bring myself
>to be the aggressor and kiss her the way she kissed me. Somehow
>it would have felt unnatural. I meekly waited for my lover to
>take my lips, and to do whatever the kiss might lead to. After
>two years this is still pretty much the pattern our lovemaking
>follows.
>
>Kate's loving is amazingly soft and tender, but it can also be
>quite rough at times. I love both the softness and the
>roughness, the way they complement and balance each other.. At
>first I was startled by the slaps, bites and pinches, but I
>soon grew to not only receive them gracefully, but to delight
>in them, expect them, even miss them if they didn't come. They
>are loving acts just as much as the kisses and caresses and
>tender words.
>
>Kate does to me, or makes me do, "sexy" things that I wouldn't
>have accepted (or even imagined), from anybody before her.
>Little kinky things like making me lick her finger after it
>had been inside me, or dripping saliva into my mouth for me to
>swallow (which I have come to consider a very special treat).
>
>Sometimes she forbids me to touch her while she makes love to
>me; I must keep my hands motionless by my side or above my
>head. It's a sweet torture that I find hard to endure, and
>sometimes I disobey. That's one occasion when my face gets
>slapped. The first time this happened I think I drifted into
>what they call "subspace" for the first time in my life.
>
>In other words, you might say that I got in touch with my
>inner submissive.

Excuse me for quoting so much of your text above. But it was the
above passages which inspired my subject line of "The Compleat
Mistress".

I'd say your sexual relationship with Kate allows you to be a
more fully rounded and whole person. You get the best of all
worlds.

So "compleat" in the sense of accomplished, as well as complete
in the sense of fully formed. Perhaps one could describe you as
Mistress to both Severin and Kate, although quite obviously in
different senses of the word.

>it has not interfered with my dominance over severin. Our
>household has one slave and doesn't need an additional one!

The slave role is not the only type of submissive one in D/s
relationships. I think you can have a D/s triangle with all
three of you occupying whatever dominant (or otherwise) roles
make you feel comfortable. Especially as it seems that the three
of you are such a natural fit so far.

All of these roles do not need to be expressed overtly if you
are all comfortable with the way things are. If any of you feels
the need to discuss these aspects with one or more of the
others, then I hope that the others are capable of being
understanding.

It may of course be that things are so good that you don't want
to risk spoiling things by talking about them with your
partners. If so, I'm sure you'll find this list a ready ear.

>anal sex -snip- I have never allowed it with any man I ever
>had sex with

Neither have I. The idea never appealed to me, so I've never
tried it. I'm far happier strapping on a dildo and penetrating
David. :-)

>although most wanted it at one point or another, and one even
>tried (unsuccessfully) to take me that way.

Sounds like an unpleasant experience.

>I was happy to be anally virginal so that she would be the
>first - and most certainly the only one - to ever possess me
>that way. In order for me to belong to her completely, she had
>to take possession of every part of me , including the most
>"forbidden." This idea became almost an obsession.

Yours certainly sounds like a submissive love in the way you
express it.

>I won't go into irrelevant details

That'll disappoint some I'm sure :-)

>suffice it to say that it was soon going to become a regular
>part of our lovemaking, quite a discovery for me.

Sounds wonderful. I must say, not being a person who thinks she
would like being penetrated anally, it never occurred to me that
this would be a natural aspect of lesbian lovemaking. Not for
any other reason than I'd never given it a thought.

David has told me that prior to meeting me he has penetrated
another woman there without it being a dom/sub expression. But,
to me, anal sex in the way I take David, is an expression of
power, and so I kind of think of it as a dom/sub act.

>I realize that I have again drifted into my relationship with
>Kate when I should return to the real subject of this memoir:

I thought the subject was all three of you. I see no problem
with your descriptions drifting wherever you like.

>the functioning of our triangle, and more particularly the
>Kate-severin relation

I'm sure there are readers who are eager to read of that aspect
too. But I'm interested in all three of you.

>I'll get back to it in the next chapter.

Whatever you wish.

sincerely,
Christine

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Re: C: The Compleat Mistress
Date: 19 Sep 2007 16:48:58 -0000
From: Michele

Christine, thank you for your comments - so wise as always!

I agree with everything you had to say. I can't write more than
a few words now, but will comment on the comments either in a
later post or as part of the "story".

Best

M.

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Re: C: The Compleat Mistress
Date: 19 Sep 2007 19:23:49 -0000
From: Michele

Christine, again, you are right. I said I don't have a D/s
relationship with Kate, and I say it again, but that is only (as
you suggested) because of my definition of D/s, or rather (since
I don't really have a definition of it) my general idea of what
D/s involves (in most cases BDSM, kinky role playing etc...)
which is not at all part of our relationship.

That said, it is true that there are obvious submissive aspects
to my feelings and attitudes toward Kate. Hence the chapter "My
Inner Submissive." I am not embarrassed by this discovery - it
was a thrill to write about it to share with others. And yes
it's clear from what I have been writing that Kate is the
"leader" - to borrow your term - in our relationship.

She is gently (sometimes not-so-gently but still lovingly)
dominant - but that doesn't make her a "Domme"! All I wanted to
make clear was that she is not the leather-and-chains type and
we don't do "scenes."

As for your remarks about anal sex: yes, the way you "take"
David with your strap-on is definitely an act of domination, and
clearly that's the way he views it and, as a true masochist, he
enjoys it for that reason.

(by the way, it would be interesting to read David on what it
feels like to be sodomized by Christine)...

But this act, like all sexual acts, can be very different
emotionally depending on the context and the involved parties'
feelings. I don't feel dominated, and certainly not humiliated,
when Kate penetrates me. I feel I open up to a loving
exploration of my most intimate parts by the woman I love.

By the way, lesbian love, I discovered, has as many facets as
heterosexual (or male homosexual) love. Some female couples will
never try anal sex (just as some heterosexuals never do) while
others delight in it. Some will use their fingers, others
dildos, others beads (I discovered on the Internet that there is
quite a market for anal beads - I didn't even know what they
were!)

Again, Christine, thank you for your attention and worthwhile
remarks.

Michele

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S: Clean Underwear
From: shoekisser
Date: Wed, 19 Sep 2007 14:30:12 +0000

Clean Underwear.

One day, during a recent trip with my wife, she mentioned that
she did not have enough clean underwear and socks to last until
we got home. I told her I had the same problem. She suggested we
buy enough to tide us over.

This surprised me a little, because, on previous trips she had
always suggested we find a laundromat. However, we've been
married long enough that I know better than to suggest she do a
laundry, particularly while on vacation. If it's her idea it's
OK, but my suggesting it would be a mistake.

She located a Target, where she normally buys her underwear, and
we went in. She was able to find the plain white cotton panties
and white cotton footlets she wears. I was not as successful.
The men's underwear consisted of string bikinis and really ugly
boxers, with nothing in between. No briefs, like I usually wear.
Plus, I couldn't find any socks I liked.

As we left the store, I grumbled about this, and her response
was, "Well, you could always wear some of mine."

I was shocked.

Early in our marriage, I had confessed my desire to cross dress.
Her response was revulsion, and she informed me that this was a
big turnoff for her. I made it a point to never bring the
subject up again, even though I occasionally wore panties in
secret.

I found the idea appealing, but I didn't want to appear too
eager and quench the idea. I finally muttered a non-committal,
"I suppose I could if I had to."

She smiled and said, "Come on. We'll find you some underwear and
socks," and led me through the mall at a brisk pace.

I wasn't paying much attention when she suddenly veered into a
store. Inside, I realized it was a Victoria's Secret. Before I
could say anything, she responded to the clerk's, "May I help
you?" with, "We need to find some panties for my husband."

"What are you doing?" I whispered.

"Come on. You know you like wearing panties and I'm going to buy
you some," in a voice loud enough that everyone in the store
heard.

The clerk looked surprised, but soon recovered and led us to the
panty section, "What size?"

"Six", my wife responded.

That, too surprised me. She was right, but how did she know? She
must have found my stash of panties. The clerk indicated some
panties.

"Too plain. We want something really sexy, like these." She
picked up a pair that was all black lace, held them in front of
my crotch, told me to hold them, stepped back, turned to the
clerk, and said, "What do you think?"

"They're definitely him."

I was mortified.

"We'll take them."

"We also have matching bras, if you're interested."

"Good idea. I have no idea what size."

The clerk produced a tape measure and my wife said, "Take off
your shirt."

I wanted to run out of the store, but for some reason, I didn't.

I removed my shirt, as instructed. The clerk measured my chest
and left. She returned in a few minutes with a black lacy bra
that matched the panties.

"Hold out your arms."

"Please don't make me do this," I pleaded to my wife.

In response, I got a stone-faced glare and, "You know you enjoy
this. Now cooperate."

I complied, and the clerk slipped the bra on and fastened it
behind me. She stepped back to admire the result, and said,
"Very nice. The padding is removable, but obviously he needs all
the help he can get. There seems to be a bit of flab around the
middle, but we can improve that."

My automatic response was to suck in my gut, which drew laughter
from both women. The clerk measured my waist, and said, "OK, let
it out before you turn blue."

I relaxed, and she measured my waist again. "Almost four inches
difference. I think a waist cincher would definitely improve his
appearance."

My wife nodded and the clerk left. While standing there, wearing
the bra, I became painfully aware that I was the center of
attention for the half dozen women shoppers in the store.

The clerk returned with a matching black waist cincher, which
she wrapped around my waist and tightened.

"Suck in that beer gut, like you did earlier, and raise your
arms over your head."

When I complied, she tightened the thing even more until I
couldn't breathe and said so.

"Nonsense. You look much better. You'll learn to take the bitter
with the sweet, and live with it. Plus, you won't have to suck
in your gut every time a woman walks by."

She had me there.

"Definitely an improvement. Is there some place he can try on
the panties?"

"Right this way," and led us to a curtained dressing room.
"Excuse me a minute." She left.

My wife entered with me, closed the curtain, and said, "Well,
what are you waiting for? Take off your shoes, socks, pants, and
underwear."

I knew arguing was pointless, so I did as I was told. When I was
dressed only in the bra and waist cincher, she handed me the
panties.

"Put these on."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes."

I did, and she was in the process of tucking the garters inside
the panties, when the clerk returned with an armload.

"Very nice. I told you those panties were made for him, or he
was made for panties."

They both laughed.

"I brought some hose. What do you think, black or white?" She
wasn't asking me.

"White, I think, for contrast. Sit down, and put these on."

After I had them on, my wife's knowing smile told me that I had
just inadvertently demonstrated that I knew how, and this wasn't
the first time I had put on hose. I played dumb about fastening
the hose to the garters, and she did it for me, but she wasn't
fooled.

She picked up my running socks, folded them and slipped one into
each bra cup for additional padding.

"No point in wasting those socks, particularly since he can use
the padding. Put your shirt on."

After I had, the clerk said, "Tucking his shirt into his panties
will result in a smoother look."

"Good idea," and my wife pushed the shirt tail into the panties
and then reached up into the cuffs to pull it down, which made
the shirt tight over the bra.

"That's a little better, don't you agree?" to the clerk.

"Yes, it certainly is. Although the leg hair detracts from his
appearance."

"We'll worry about that later."

"I thought you might like these", handing my wife black lace
petti pants. "Would he like to try them?"

"Yes, he would. Step into these."

I stepped into the silky black pants, which reached to mid
thigh.

"We have some lovely camisoles, but it would be a shame to cover
his pretty bra."

I didn't understand why she would cover the panties but not the
bra. I would soon find out.

"Put your shorts on."

I did, and noticed, with relief, that the shorts covered the
black petti pants. My relief was short-lived.

"May I?" from the clerk, as she reached up under the cuffs of my
shorts and pulled down on the petti pants to expose an inch of
black lace.

"Oh, yes! Put your shoes on, pay the lady, and lets go." She
kicked my under shorts across the room and said, to the clerk,
"You can burn these. He won't be needing them, ever."

On the way to the cash register, we walked past all the women,
who stared and smiled.

As I was standing at the register, I could see myself in a full-
length mirror, and understood the comment about the camisole.
The outline of the black bra was plainly visible through my
tightly-stretched white tee shirt. I turned and looked at the
mirror over my shoulder and saw it was visible in back too.

The clerk said, "Thank you. I like what we've created, don't
you?"

"Yes, I do."

"However, the running shoes are a bit incongruous."

"I can fix that. Thank you for all the help. Come along, dear."

I followed her out of the store and though the mall. Reactions
from women shoppers to seeing a man with a visible padded bra
outline, black lace extending below his shorts, and wearing
white hose, ranged from not even noticing, through silent
stares, disbelief, and approving looks to comments like, "Yes!",
"Good job, my dear.", and "I want one of those."

I didn't think it could get any worse. I was wrong. She led me
into a Payless Shoe Store, which carries large sizes in women's
shoes, and told the clerk I needed some flats.

"I can't wear flats."

"Flats or heels, your choice."

I decided flats were the lesser of two evils.

The clerk looked me up and down appraisingly. "He's cute."

"He is, but he's mine. However, you could do this to the man in
your life."

"Would you teach me how to do that?"

"Certainly, for an employee discount on all his shoes."

"That could be arranged. What kind of flats are you looking
for?"

"Oh, something in black."

As we stood there, she ran her hand up my leg. "Those hose are
terribly sexy, but you should shave your legs."

"Uh, thank you."

"He will."

"Sit over here and remove your shoes." The clerk left, and soon
returned with an arm full of shoe boxes. "Here, try these," and
handed me a pair of black ballet flats.

I tried to get them on, but they were too tight.

"Those are size 12 regular. Try these 12 wide." She gave me
another pair of the same style, which I was able to put on.

"Stand up. Let's see you walk in them, to the front of the store
and back." Already, the clerk was ordering me around. I felt
sorry for her boy friend.

Then, while looking at the black lace peeking out of the bottom
of my shorts, "Your slip is showing, boy."

I pulled my shorts down to cover it. "Don't you dare," from my
wife who pulled them back up and then tugged on the cuffs of the
petti pants to expose even more lace.

The clerk then put her hand on my chest and said, "Oh, he's
wearing a bra. How sweet."

She pulled a pair of black patent ballet flats out of a box. I
tried them on, and was made to walk in them. I walked around the
store with each pair, much to the amusement of the women
shoppers.

The last pair were black patent Maryjanes with an instep strap.
My wife settled on the these. "He'll wear them."

The clerk left and returned with a pair of black patent heels,
which she told me to try on.

I did, with difficulty, and then had to walk in them to the
front of the store and back, with even more difficulty.

Mercifully, my wife said, "I don't think he's ready for heels
yet."

I paid, and left for an other embarrassing walk through the
mall, this time much more slowly, which increased my exposure.
We even stopped for lunch.

Shoekisser

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