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| "A Dream I had" By sissy cam. Her blog: http://angelssissycam.livejournal.com/ |
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I woke up one Wednesday morning and found
the email of my dreams from Princess Angel. It said: "Wow you're one lucky bitch. Slave booked a hotel room for My vacation with My man, and it's in your hometown. Pick Me up Saturday at 11am for My shopping spree." My heart began racing with excitement upon reading this. Princess Angel, here? And I actually get to see Her? Not only that, spend time with Her and spoil Her? This was truly the luckiest moment of my life. I read the email probably a thousand times and each time my cock twitched with excitement, that I am blessed to be the one who She spends a day with. Saturday came after what felt like an eternity. I had been in contact with Princess and got the hotel She was staying at, no surprise it was the most expensive hotel in the city; it was where celebrities who vacation here are known for staying. I also gave Her my phone number so She could call me when it was time to get Her, and if I was one minute late She made it clear She was calling the whole thing off and never would speak to me again. Her only requests for my appearance were that I had to be clean shaven, I also had to shave my chest and armpits. I was nervous about the last two, I never would agree to shave body hair but this was obviously a special occasion; I wasn't going to fuck it up. I wore jeans and a nice polo shirt, and eagerly drove downtown at 10:30 to be sure I was in the parking lot waiting for Her early. I parked in a spot where I could see the lobby She would be coming out of, and got nervous when it was 10:58 and still no sign of Her. But at exactly 11:00, I saw the Angel of my dreams. She walked out, wearing silver high heels, tight white jeans, a blue top and leather jacket with big sunglasses on. She was the epitome of beautiful. My jaw literally dropped in awe and excitement once I laid eyes on Her. She was holding hands with Her boyfriend, who was dressed much more casually in just flip flops, shorts, and a t-shirt. He was clearly much bigger than me and I was nervous upon seeing him how this day would go. As soon as I saw Her walk out of the hotel I turned the car on and started heading towards the valet to get them. My phone instantly rang, and I got a: "Where the fuck are you?!" I quickly responded, "In the red car coming right towards you Princess." To which she hung up. When I pulled up Her boyfriend opened the back door and let Princess in before I had the chance to get out and let them in myself. All She had to say to me was, "Good job being late you fucking retard." I didn't know what to say except, "So sorry!" Her only response, "We're starting at Victoria Secret, hurry the fuck up bitch." I was speechless. Princess showed me no attention at all the rest of the car ride, She held hands with Her boyfriend and chatted about the hike they went on the day before, and something about how She made friends with lots of people at the hotel bar/lounge the night before. Her boyfriend chatted along, and it became clear he would have nothing to do with me all day.
"Have fun for a while baby, we'll be done in an hour or so." And I turned around just in time to see Her giving him a big kiss, before he turned around and walked towards some shops downtown. It was the moment of truth, just Princess and I. She starting walking towards Victoria Secret, and I walked fast to keep up with Her. Her heels clicked and Her red toenails looked adorable. She was mostly looking ahead or around at the shops we passed, until finally asking, "You have the $3100 ready for Me sissy?" To which I responded, "Yes Princess!" That was it until we got to the door of Victoria Secret, then She turned and addressed me for the first time, "Don't say a fucking word inside except 'Yes Princess', understood? You aren't here on a date with Me, you're here to be My bitch. Do everything I say, and pray I don't decide to kick your balls in the middle of the fucking store." I was shocked, my mouth turned dry, I could barely mutter out the, "Yes Princess" before opening the door for Her and walking inside. Inside the store Princess seemed to know exactly where to go, quickly walking around the store and finding Her size in various different types of bras. Some lacy, some push-up, some white, some pink, some leopard, some purple. I followed closely behind, ashamed to look at Her at all except for staring at Her feet as She walked and I followed like a dog on a leash. Each bra She found She simply held over Her shoulder until I took it from Her, and soon I was following Her with my arms full of bras. She went to the dressing room, and turned around to me. "I'm going to try these on. Go find one of those 'I <3 Pink' tank tops and sweats with 'Pink' on the ass. They're for you. You can choose the color." "Yes Princess." She went inside and I sheepishly walked over to the 'Pink' section, and stared aimlessly at the assortment of colored sweats and tank tops. Instantly I felt embarrassed and quickly grabbed a white tank top that said "Love Pink" in red letters, and a black pair of sweatpants that said "PINK" in white across the butt. I barely checked if they were my size, I wanted to get that over with so fast. I stood outside the dressing room for a few minutes waiting for Princess, when She finally came out She handed me all of the bras and started circling around the store again finding the perfect matching panties for each one. My arms were full of sexy bras and panties; Princess teased me once by turning around holding up a purple lacy thong and a purple lacy boyshort, loudly asking: "Which one of these do you think he will like best on Me?" And throwing both pairs at my face before I even had a time to open my mouth in response. The store was relatively full at this time, and my face was red with embarrassment. Once She had found panties to match each bra, She told me: "Go pay, I'll be outside" and left me standing looking horribly awkward in the long line. Some women definitely turned around to see what happened because She seemed to storm away from me so fast. The line felt like it took forever, and the saleswoman asked me (in what I thought was a really sarcastic bitchy tone): "Did you need any help finding all of these?" The bill was over $1500. I paid my first of the final $4000 I had to my name, I emptied out my entire savings and checking account for this day. Our next shop we stopped at was a woman's shoe store just down the street. Princess walked in and started chatting with the boutique owner while I obediently sat down at the front of the store, holding a huge Victoria Secret bag. Princess's charming personality quickly won over the shop owner, and She was able to get five more pairs of heels and two pairs of jeans from the shop's small selection of exclusive brands. After the man had helped Her get everything, She literally snapped Her fingers at me, which was my cue to get up to the register. This time She stood next to me at the register, and the man who owned the shop said in his accent, "You have a very sweet friend here. I give you the special price." And gave me a creepy wink and smile. Princess just stood with a huge grin on Her face. Once I paid Princess headed towards the door, ordering me to, "Say thank you to the man." Which I did with the most humiliated red face ever. Another $1500 gone so quickly. Once outside, She called Her boyfriend, telling him where we were and to come meet up with us before we head to lunch. I was getting really nervous because I only had $100 left, and I had no idea where we were going for lunch. The boyfriend walked up to us a minute later, holding a shopping bag showing he'd spent his time wisely in the nice shopping area downtown. "Aww what did you get babe?" Princess asked as She gave him a hug and kiss right in front of me. "Just a jacket from one of the stores down the street." Princess grabbed his hand and headed towards my car. I walked behind them, feeling the most intense embarrassment ever. When we got to the car, this time Princess stopped before getting in once Her boyfriend had opened the door. "Wallet." Was all She said as She opened up the palm of Her hand to me. I quickly handed Her my wallet. She pulled out my last $100 bill and handed it straight to Her boyfriend. "For your jacket baby." I'm so ashamed. She then pulls out my credit card, which She knows I am only suppose to use to build up good credit, also knowing She just took away the last of my money. "I'll give this back to you after lunch so you can pay the bill. I already know you can't afford it, and I don't fucking care." As soon as I got into the driver's seat, Princess pulled out my white VS tank top and said: "Here, change into this sissy. My boyfriend said you'll look great in it." To which he gave an annoyed snicker. I didn't know what to do besides immediately obey Her order, taking off my polo right there in the car and putting on the humiliating tank top which was obviously for girls. She took the polo from me and told me where to go for lunch. On the highway on the way to the restaurant She actually rolled down my car window and threw the polo out, to my clear disbelief. "Don't even think of saying anything bitch. That shirt was gay anyways. Drive." I had no words for what was happening, and could see Her in the mirror kissing Her boyfriend and even once squeezing his package through his shorts while I chauffeured them to lunch. His bulge was enormous.
All of our dishes looked great, and rightly so, the place was damn expensive! When the food arrived, Her boyfriend and I both had the same delicious looking sandwich dish with salad on the side. Princess's next move I didn't see coming: She waited until the waitress walked away, and saw there was no one around who had a good view of our table. She said: "Here you go bitch" and spit a loogie into Her two-thirds full beer. At first I thought She was gonna make me drink it, but instead She slowly lifted it and poured the rest of Her dark beer all over my sandwich and salad dish I'd just gotten. I was mortified, and beyond humiliated. Her and Her boyfriend just laughed really quick about my soiled sandwich, soggy and smelly and disgusting with beer soaked into it. They quickly began eating while I just sat and didn't move. I couldn't believe Princess could actually treat me this way and I felt nothing but acceptance for whatever She chose to do. About halfway into their meal, I hadn't touched any of my food (understandably so), until Princess said in between bites, "Eat your salad faggot." I obeyed. It was disgusting. The waitress came when Princess and Her man were done, and I had to mutter something about wanting a box for my sandwich since I didn't eat it. The bill came, $140 to be charged to my credit card that I truly have no money to pay for once the credit bill comes. That didn't matter, Princess was happy. Right before we left, Princess again surprised me by pulling out the black sweatpants I'd picked out for me from Her purse. "Go to the bathroom and put these on. Leave your underwear, jeans, shoes, and socks in the stall you fucking sissy." Again mortified, I had no choice but to obey. I changed in the bathroom stall, and literally walked out barefoot in a matching VS Pink outfit past the waitress who had served us and the guy flirting with Her at the front desk. She looked at me at first with the most disgusted look ever, and I heard Her laughing as I walked out the door. My day with Princess was over, it was time for the drive home. Her and Her boyfriend got in the car, and this time they were aggressive with their touching and kissing each other. I was so embarrassed, but this had been without a doubt the most arousing day of my life. Halfway into the drive to the hotel, on the highway, Princess kicked off Her silver high heels and tossed them at me. "Worship these faggot." I was forced to sniff the inside of Her sweaty heels She'd been wearing all day, in plain sight of everyone driving in the heavy traffic around me. The stench was strong and gross, but at the same time my cock had never been harder then when I had Princess's foot smell stuffed in my face. I was too humiliated to look and see if anyone in the cars were staring at me, but I'm sure several were. After a couple minutes, She took a break from making out to say, "suck the heel like you wanna suck my boyfriend's cock!" She barked from behind me. I felt like I could cry. This was too much, but Princess didn't care. I had no clue what to do, but did my best to look like I was pleasing the silver spiked heel as if it was a dick. I was disgusted with myself. "See baby, didn't I tell you he was a fag; he wants your dick almost as much as I do!" She told him before giving him another passionate kiss and started rubbing his bulging crotch. After what felt like forever, sucking the heel the entire rest of the drive, I pulled into the valet area of Her hotel. The shopping trip was over. "Give My heel back you faggot. You're so fucking gross." Her boyfriend got up and let Her out of the car, and She walked over to my window for a final message. "I'll check My email in one hour for a video of you in this outfit jacking off into that soggy sandwich you still got there!" My heart sank. "Eat the sandwich at the end of the video. If I'm not impressed I'm posting it on My blog for everyone to see! Got it faggot?" "Yes Princess." Princess Angel showed me her adorable smile. "Good." and smacked me in the nose really hard before walking away. A combination of the punch and seeing my Princess leaving, hand in hand with Her lover who She was going to fuck, brought tears to my eyes as I knew the best day of my life was over. |
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