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By *iss__Kitty OP Woman
over a year ago
somewhere in Cornwall |
I'm staying the weekend at a rather nice hotel. Subby sissy hubby bought me a st trinians schoolgirl outfit as it's one of his fantasies but being the bitch I am I refused to wear it and instructed him to put it on.
His excitement was plain to see as he minced around the room in black stockings, suspender belt and black satin knickers. Slipping the navy gymslip over he admired himself in the mirror.
After an hour or so of taking care of my needs he was craving a cigarette. "Of course you can have a cigarette darling" I said. "Provided you keep the outfit on". Opening the door to our private patio, right by the path to reception. Nervously he tottered out in his kitten heels, praying he wouldn't be seen yet enjoying the thrill. |
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By *iss__Kitty OP Woman
over a year ago
somewhere in Cornwall |
"Oh I hope he was seen. "
The guests next door were out on their patio so we were separated by a wall, but anyone walking past would have been only a foot away. He was so nervous it was funny. |
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