Michou's Secret Garden |
Another humiliating experience |
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My Master makes me wear a chastity device to a Munch and
a Fetish Party :
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Tonight, with a
couple of friends, I go out to a "munch", followed by
a fetish
party. My Master, C, has been aware of this outing for more than a
week now.
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This is the beginning of the
month of May 2003 and, for many months now, we have been living at a three hours drive away from each
other. Even at a distance, he still tries to control my sexuality, specially when he thinks that I could be more
exposed to strangers' wandering hands. So, he
ordered me to wear a chastity device, of my own making (see
picture at the top of the page), for the whole evening.
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Even if I
hate to wear that kind of device and have never worn it for
a long period of time, I did not argue too much with him
because I intend to take a picture before going out and to
take it off before my
departure.
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But, as usually, I am late
and I have promised to my friend, H, to arrive at the munch
by 19:00 sharp. I have taken a couple of pictures of me but,
as it seems a bit chilly outside, I had difficulties to
decide what to wear over my black blouse and
ankle lenght skirt.
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As I take place into my car, I
realise that I have forgotten to get rid of my chastity device.
As, I am a little bit supersticious on the side, I decide
not to go back into the house. So, I will have to live the experience till the end of the night,
since I have left the key of the padlock, on a table, into my
room.
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At the munch, my friend, H, arrives a
good fifteen minutes after me but a man has previously made
my presentation to most of the other guests there, many of them I
have already met at another munch held, a couple of months earlier.
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After having had time to speak to
many of the people seated at our table, an opportunity arises to tell H that my
Master will be in town, in about a week or so and, if she
wants to join us, she is very welcomed. This is when H jumps on the
occasion to advice me that her own master has ordered her to
punish me, at the fetish party. As she explains to me, I
understand that I will have to lift my
skirt up in order to show my clitty to her and to everybody
else there.
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Right at that moment, I remember
that I am still wearing that damn chastity device. I just do
not know which is more humiliating: to flash my clitty in
front of her again or to show her that I have to wear a
chastity device?
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Those of you, who already have read
my other story with C and H(
), will remember
that she was mad at me because my Master made me flash
my clitty at her, in the store where she works, not far away
from customers and coworkers. Tonight, she still seems to be slightly
mad at me but I believe she is more annoyed than mad. Rather singularly,
she admits that she continues to
enjoy herself, from time to time, with the little pump my
Master left her, when we visited her, at her store.
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Anyway, as it is time for me to
pay a visit to the restrooms, I decide to take that
opportunity to try to get rid of the chastity device which covers my
clitty.
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As I enter a stall, there do not
seem to be any other lady inside the room. I lift my skirt high on my
waist, take off my little panties, store them in my handbag
and start to make everything I can to get rid of the
infamous piece of equipment, locked on my clitty. Even after
many attempts to push my testicles out of the ring, which is
attached behind them, I only succeed to hurt myself rather badly. When I
try to, at least, take my rather small clitty out of the
confining tube, I realise pretty fast that this is impossible and
I must revert to pee through it.
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Cleaning myself is not a small
task but I try again to take off my chastity device. I am no more successfull than on my first try.
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Back at the munch, as I move
my chair to sit back on it, to my greatest surprise, I feel
and watch the chastity device, I tried desperately to
remove, fall at my feet. I am so astonished that, trying to
pick it up, as fast as I can, I make my chair fall on its
back. Everybody turns around and watch me. I lift my chair
and pick up my chastity device, trying to hide it inside of my
hand, before I put it into my handbag. What an embarrassing moment it is!
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By chance, the rest of the
evening is uneventful except, at the party, which does not
produce usually that kind of entertainment, two beautiful
submissive ladies are tied on the x-cross and have to parade braless
and almost nude during the best part of the time I am there.
They are truly wonderful to look at. Also, one of the very
few dominant ladies there compliments me on the high heels I
am wearing. Two men, also tell me that I look classy and,
one of them, the youngest, takes my hand in his own to kiss
it. No doubt, it is only as a joke but I enjoy it just the
same.
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But, most gratifying for me, I
leave the party without being punished by H. We both easily
agreed earlier that this is not a suitable place to realize
that kind of punishment and she will give the nescessary
explanations to her Master. What a relief it is!
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Note: A few pictures related to
that evening out can be seen on the May 2003, of the section
dedicated to my "Fetish
Parties".
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