Sandra's Posh Frocks


I go to visit my Mistress in Earls Court two or three time a year for a Fem-Dom training session. I need to catch a very early train from the West Country up to Paddington, then struggle across London on the Underground with all my bags to Euston and the "Transformation" shop in Eversholt Street.

At the shop I am shown to a cubicle where I change out of mens' clothes and slip into some nice silkie undies and put on a smart two piece suit. Then I'm taken up stairs to the make-up room where one of the girls does a super makeover job on me, and I'm ready to go to Earls Court. The girls at the desk phone for a minicab, and 10 minutes later I'm on my way for my appointment.

The drivers seem to be used to carrying TVs around town and don't ask any questions, dropping me off outside the Earls Court Exhibition centre. I walked round the corner into Eardley Crescent and down the steps to the basement flat where I am expected. After Jaqui has checked over my appearance, she usually takes me up to the pub on the corner to show me off to the bar staff and any of her friends who are there, then it's back to the flat for the serious business of the afternoon.

Jaqui usually has a full programme of events prepared for me for the afternoon, and after each excercise I change into another of my dresses which she keeps there for me.

Once Jaqui took me to a party. It was lovely dressing up in my favourite black cocktail dress with a beautiful black silk stole and going across London in taxi to a Posh house in Holland Park, but I think Jaqui only took me there to amuse the other guests.

 

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There were about 30 people there, and Jaqui took me around and introduced me to most of them. The women were very pleasant and said how nice I looked, and how pretty my dress was. But later when everyone had had a few drinks the men got a bit embarrassing, feeling me, and asking if I was gay or had had the operation.

I was glad when Jaqui said she wanted me and took me back to her flat. Of course I ended the evening dressed in a white satin bridal gown to satisfy Jaqui.

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