Get A Handle On It

by PinkyPanty

Part 2

I was stunned at what I had just done. I felt ashamed. I couldn’t believe that I had just been forced to pretend to suck a cock. More to the point, I was ashamed that I had enjoyed it a little. I had to get away from this scene. I had to restore my manhood. Any more of this and I wouldn’t be able to look at myself as a strong person again.

" I think I’ll go and get changed Mrs Lacey", I said looking at her gorgeous scarlet red panties instead of her eyes.

"Ooh, yes those pink panties do look a little dirty. But remember, it’s OK to have boys cum on your panties, especially those adorable pink silky panties. It reminds you how you can be such an innocent little girl on the one hand, but a little slut on the other. Its how all girls should be. Ask any man." she said with a grin.

I didn’t want to stick around and debate whether I wanted to be a slut in pink panties or not, so I took one long last look at her sexy naughty red adult panties and left to change.

I headed back up the steps holding my short baby blue tennis skirt down so that I wasn’t being a little slut as she put it. On the way to the shower I found my boy clothes sitting all alone in Mrs Laceys bedroom. So I quickly grabbed them, trying not to be seen by Mrs Lacey.

All to no avail. "Don’t even think about changing out of those sexy little girl clothes and in to those horrible boy clothes," she said rather demandingly.

I weighed up my options. I could give in to her again and be forced in to being a little panty wearing slut for Mrs Lacey. My cock jumped a little just thinking about this. Or I could run for it. I thought about sucking another mans cock again, wearing my little panties. I didn’t want to be gay. There was only one option.

I ran for the open window, leading to the back balcony and stair case. It was my only chance. I moved my pink sneakered feet as fast as I could to the window. I could hear Mrs Lacey following me behind. I had to go now.

I pulled my head through the window making sure I had something to step onto. This forced my legs to rise a little giving Mrs Lacey a lovely view of my tight pink silky girly panties.

"You are quite the panty flasher aren’t you my girl," said Mrs Lacey from behind.

I really had to go now. She wants me to be some kind of panty flashing slut. Thats not what I wanted, was it?

I pulled my body through the tight window, making the bra straps grind in to my body, giving me a little erotic thrill. That was nothing compared with when my cum stained panty covered cockette touched the window sill. Ooh, surely I was a naughty little girl for feeling this way.

She gave my bottom a quick smack as it left the window, and I was free.

She told me it wasn’t over, and that she will get me back here soon for some extra special surprises. I was keen not to ever find out what they were.

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I woke up the next morning, feeling a little strange from the last afternoons affairs. I had dreamt the same dream over and over again. It was me sucking a boy, with my naughty girly knickers shown to the world. Some times I saw his face, some times all I saw was his cock. The colour of my lipstick and panties changed sometimes, but it was generally the same dream. Me being the little innocent girly slut, showing the boys my lips and my panties. I was sure didn’t really want that though. It was all Mrs Lacey’s fault for putting me in panties. I’m no slut, I was positive. I’m definitely not gay. Was I?

I had to get up and get ready for the school day. I didn’t really want to go. I felt so drained.

But I dragged myself to the shower, ready for another boring day.

When I got there, I noticed my Mum had just used it. She still had all the make up on the bench. I remembered what it was like to wear creamy dreamy pink lipstick and felt my little dickie get a little hard. But no, I was a male and I wasn’t going to give in to such girly delights.

Then I saw her black panties. Black silky panties, with purple elastic around the waist and a sweet little bow at the waist. These were sexy panties. I felt me little dickie go hard at the though of wearing my those panties. I thought about Mrs Lacey’s panties. Baby blue ones, those naughty scarlet red ones, and finally my girly pink panties. My cum stained girly pink panties that I still had. My cock was rock hard. I picked up the sexy panties. I felt the material, longing for it to be on my cock. Was I a slut?? I looked at the sweet little bow. I put the panties against my cock, and imagined being forced in to them.

That was when I heard the knock on the door.

"Come on Mikey. I have to get to school too." It was my sister. My rotten sexy sixteen year old sister, Chereen. She was a big big tease. She loved to tease the boys at school, doing flips whenever possible to show them what she was wearing underneath her short tartan school girls skirt.

"Uum, yeah I know. Uugh, just cleaning up a little. I’ll be out soon." I said putting the panties back and getting showered and changed.

I told Chereen she could have the shower now as I walked out. As I passed her I couldn’t help but notice her little white cotton panties with red hearts all over them. Boy were the boys going to get a great show today!

I realised my cockette was hard again. I really had to get away from panties completely, otherwise I was going to submit to something I didn’t want to do.

I quickly headed off to school, leaving my pink silky panties and other female clothes securely under my bed. It was the safest place I could think to leave my panties. Mmm, those tight girly pink panties. Ooh those naughty scarlet red panties. And now I had a another picture in my mind. A picture of my sister, teasing the boys in those white cotton panties with love hearts all over them. A imagined her on her knees, in front of a boy. Her short school girls skirt blowing up revealing her little cotton panties. She takes his cock slowly in to her mouth, teasing him. She slowly caresses his cock with her lipsticked lips. Up and down, Up and down. She covers the cock in fresh lipstick stains. Then teasing the boy, places her little wet panties against his leg. And then I saw it, a little cockette in the panties. It was me. I imagines myself on my knees. My blonde girly hair tied in to pig tails with pink ribbons. Me teasing the boy with my panties, and slowly getting him turned on, getting him to cum in my mouth. What was I doing. What had Mrs Lacey done??? I wasn’t gay. I didn’t want this.

I snapped out of it, and realised I had a monster hard cock in my little boy shorts.

It was a long long day. For some reason I think I saw twice as many panties that day, especially pink panties. And all the time I was thinking about yesterday.

I was relieved when the bell rang and I could head for the safety of home again.

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When I got home there was mail at the door for me. I was surprised because I had never got any mail like this before. It was packaged in a little brown box, with out much markings except for my name.

I quickly took to my room, happy with my big surprise. I opened it up and immediately saw a note for me.

 

Michelle,

I just loved our little episode yesterday. You are quite a fox you know. I have a few things to ask of you though. I want you to listen to the tape I have provided for you.

I think you will just love it. I want you to listen to it when you are going to sleep. You will remember more if you are in a relaxed hypnotic state. But I want you to be wearing a pair of your sisters panties. Your mother’s are nice as well I have noticed, but you are not a big girl yet. You have the sexy innocent look of a young girl. Anyway, you prefer the nice tight girly panties don’t you??? MMmm. She has a particular pair of little pink ones with blue elastic and bows that I have seen. Mmm. So innocent. So sexy. Anyway, enjoy the tape and come and see me tomorrow about what you thought.

If you don’t do this I’ll just have to let your Mummy know what a bad girl you have been. Stealing my pink panties with out me knowing. Mmm. What a delight that would be. You would have to be spanked in your panties for such an outrageous crime. Just as you will have to be spanked in panties for leaving my house yesterday without my say so. Oh, you are going to enjoy tomorrow so much my little girl. See you tomorrow.

Love and kisses,

Mrs Lacey

 

I thought about what the hell I had got myself in to here. She wasn’t going to let this go easily. I had no doubt she would tell my Mum everything in a second.

As much as I disliked being pushed around like this, I had started to realise that it wasn’t so bad. I was getting to see a lot of panties, and dressing occasionally as well. I was a little concerned about what might happen tomorrow, and how she knew so much about my Mum’s and sister’s panties, but I wasn’t about to ask.

I knew exactly which pair of my sister’s panties she was talking about. I had been teased many times by them. I had had many dreams about them. I had to agree they were very sexy panties and couldn’t wait to feel them.

I headed down the hall way to my sister’s room, knowing she was not home yet. Hell she was probably giving some lucky guy I nice look at her heart covered panties right now. I went straight to her panty drawer to get my prized possession. I took them out and ran to my room, putting them with my other panties.

I took the tape out of the box and placed it in my Walkman, ready for the action. I couldn’t wait.

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It came time for bed and I was excited with all the anticipation. I had raced away from the dinner table, wanting to get to my treasures as soon as possible. I picked up the little pink panties with blue elastic and brought them slowly up my body, imagining being a sexy girl, imagining being my sister.

I got in to bed with my walkman and pressed play on the tape.

The tape was dead boring. It was a story told by some guy with a very monotone voice. But I had to play it to tell Mrs Lacey what I thought tomorrow. It was hard not just to think about the sexy girly panties had on. Was this her plan. Get me only thinking about panties panties panties. Well, hell, it had worked well so far. As much as I tried to stay awake, I fell asleep listening to the tape, thinking about panties, lipstick and boys.

Little did I know her real reason for playing the tape. The tape was designed to get you to sleep and then play hypnotic suggestions to you. This way the person had no idea they were being influenced.

The monotone guy stopped the story and a different voice came on. A sexy woman’s voice. She said the following over and over again.

 

"You love little girls panties. Little girls sexy panties. You like to wear panties as often as you can. You don’t know why you do, but you love it. You love to see panties on other girls. But you especially love to wear some sexy girly panties yourself. Especially little pink panties. Pink is now your favourite colour. You need pink. You love showing your sexy little girly panties off. Boys love to see a sexy girl as yourself all dressed up in cute tight pink panties. Boys also love lipstick. You love lipstick. You love to tease the boys with your wet lips and your cute panties. It gets their cocks all hard. Yes you love wearing panties and lipstick to get the boys cocks all hard. You love to get them all hard and feel their cocks in your hand, your mouth. You look at all the boys passing, imagining their cocks and how they would look and feel. And how they would look and feel in your hands and your mouth. In your lipstick stained lips. Mmm pink panties, lipstick, and cocks. You love pink panties, lipstick and cocks."

I came in my little pink panties over and over again, dreaming my naughty dreams.

Boy was I in for a big surprise tomorrow!!!!

 

 

 

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