Diary of a Pantyslut

This crossdressing adventure was posted with permission from my beloved pantyslut, Lacey, during his Slave For a Week program. Yes, that’s right. My pet spent 7 days and 7 nights enduring My sensual domination and torment. Names have been changed to protect the innocent.

Hi Mistress,

I have just taken care of of few things, and now have settled back at my work office desk on this Saturday morning. As you requested, I put on a DKNY white lacy thong to remind me, I am your pantyslut. In my bag, I don’t know why, but I slipped in a pink lacy thong Sharon had selected at Victoria’s Secret. Just to have a spare.

You have asked me to write about the day at Victoria’s Secret. As I mentioned, it was a challenging experience, new and erotically exciting because of the premise of your guidance. As I did not have much time… I quickly went there and as I looked into the shop, I paused as I thought through what you asked me to do… Concurrently, I got a business call on my cell and i had to talk through that as I stood in the mall outside the shop… a brief reprieve to allow me to ponder what to do…

I thought… if i do this, it could be very embarassing… someone could see me.. or hear the dialogue… on the other hand, i thought about what you had done… you had spoken to the Sharon, the manager, and she was expecting me… how would that look if I backed out… and if i backed out… what would i be missing? … what was the point of it all? I thought through it as I entered the store and browsed through things, moving toward the back.

Your control at that stage was very strong… but I did not know exactly what had been said to Sharon… I asked a pretty sales staff if Sharon was there, that I was supposed to speak to her. She smiled briefly, looking toward the register, and said.. “let me check… she is busy at the front.” I watched her go the front, and speak with a woman very focused on helping customers. The sales staff returned and said it would be a few minutes. I thanked her and continued to look at the displays and things, while also watching the front.

After about five – ten minutes, the woman was able to leave the register and came back toward me. She was tall, with brown hair, glasses, and very attractive, beyond pretty. She introduced herself as Sharon and we shook hands, and then she said… “now Empress Jasmine has told me we need some help selecting something…. now, I don’t believe it is a set?.. no, how about this lace chemise” as she went toward the wall where some beautiful lace slips were hanging…. At this stage, I really started to feel you… in the moment, I was focused on everything Sharon was saying… and showing me… She thought that red would be a good color… and looking through the sizes… picked a medium… I asked if that would be OK? and she held it up and said.. “yes, I think so…”

Now, at this stage, i really didn’t know what you had said… like what would happen with the chemise, but as she started to turn.. she held the red lace slip close to her chest and said, “now, i have an instruction from Empress Jasmine…. you must go to the men’s room, and put this on before you leave the mall…OK?”

At that point, i really felt your control…. and the conflict of something happening that was so embarrassing, and exciting at the same time… she efficiently moved to the register to ring up the sale, and as i stood there, mind racing inside, but trying to be calm on the outside. I saw another sales woman down the counter glance over toward me and smile… I could not even look at customers… as I was focused on trying to buy the product … Sharon wrapped the slip loosely in red tissue and placed it in a small shopping bag. As I saw that we were concluding, i finally asked… “do you think she would like some panties?”

Sharon was pleased and said “that would be a wonderful idea, come with me”… and we headed back to the area where matching lace thongs were arrayed on a table. She said… “it is sometimes good to have some contrast between the lace slip, and the panties…there are no rules there… these are stretch lace and come in one size fits all” She started sorting through them…showing me a few, having me touch them, and I knew

she knew I would be wearing the panties for you. 

She picked three that she thought would be good: black with shiny silver panel, pink, and red. I agreed with her selections, and back we went to the register. At this stage I was so focused on what we were doing, and where it was going to take me later in the evening. Sharon was so friendly, professional, and in charge… i did feel the control, and I really loved it. As we closed the final sale, she wrapped the panties in red tissue and placed them in the bag with the lace slip. She extended her hand again, and asked “and what was your name again?” I said, “Lacey” and she replied “Thank you so much, please give my best to Empress Jasmine…” I thanked her and turned to leave the shop, gliding out, searching for the nearest place to change as you instructed.

Those are the details of the visit, and your control and guidance were so intense, yet comforting too. I think the openness of Sharon and the store itself made the experience enjoyable, although very nerve wracking.

So you ask, am I hoping to return? Yes… to experience the understanding guidance in doing what you want… but at the same time, I dread it… not knowing exactly how my visit played with them….. or risking discovery…. or perhaps not able to do the things you ask if confronted..

There are so many thoughts in my head on this pleasant, challenging, teasing torment you have arranged, and control.

Is this OK?

Kisses to you,

Your Pantyslut

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