Dassem’s Domination – Buying and Wearing Panties

A couple days ago I was lingering in the underwear section at Walmart mustering up the courage to go browse for a pair of panties, waiting for the young woman down the aisle to get what she was looking for and leave so I could browse in relative peace and get the heck out of there quickly. Unfortunately, it seemed that every woman that went down that aisle was quickly replaced by another one.

Thinking quickly I pulled out my phone and pretended to be browsing text messages, grumbling under my breath like I was reading a text from a girlfriend and she was asking me to pick up a pair of panties. I would glance down at my phone then back up at the panties – feeling awkward as fuck. It felt like forever and a little humiliating finally picking out a set and tossing them into my basket with some milk. Quickly exiting the underwear aisle I grabbed a pair of Batman PJ Pants, using them to hide the panties in my basket and headed for the self checkout.

When I got home and tried them on I was relieved to find out they fit and thanked my stars that I decided to go a day early – it would be awful to discover on Wednesday morning they did not fit and be unable to complete my task. I tucked them away and asked Kes if she had a color preference though my gut knew exactly what she would say. Pink. Great.

Fast forward to this morning and I had already determined exactly what i was going to wear the night before. I realized I needed a long shirt I could tuck in so that if it rode up, I would not be showing off my pretty new thong. I showered, got ready and slid on my panties. The first thing I noticed is while they were not horribly uncomfortable, the thong definitely felt like a wedgy and these things were not meant to support a set of balls and I had to carefully maneuver them to cover and support them as best I could. All my maneuvering and careful packing was for nothing. The second I stepped out of my vehicle I felt my cock pop out of the panties and needed to adjust to get it back in – the first of about a half dozen times at least today.

Entering the office I hope I was not blushing as I quickly said hi to everyone on the way to my office where I carefully removed my coat and checked that nothing was poking out or had come undone before taking my place behind my desk and getting to work. The morning was rather uneventful though I could not help but think about the fact I was sitting across from clients and employees, all at Kesarah’s instruction, in a little pink thong. Maybe it was the fact it was taboo or the fact that nothing but edging and no orgasm has left a dull ache in my balls and feeling progressively hornier, but I could feel my cock start to get hard as my mind wandered – all the while my co-worker rambled on about her plans that evening.

If it was my choice I probably would have rushed home at lunch and got myself off. “No touching of a sexual nature on Wednesday. At all.” I started to wonder if Kesarah knew me well enough to know I would want to. Ultimately we are only 3 days into my service so it was not hard to push the thought of cumming aside and head back to the office. My personal record is 37 days with only edging and no orgasm – I would be sorely disappointed in myself if I broke in only a few days.

Back at the office the afternoon flew by and I was able to focus on work – constantly checking every time I moved to make sure my panties were not poking out somewhere. 5 pm rolled around quickly and it was time to head home – a sense of relief washing over me that at no point did anyone realize I was wearing women’s underwear under my dress clothes.

It is about a 35 minute drive back home – the entire time I thought about what I had just done. While in the grand scheme of things its only a pair of panties and no one would ever know – I do feel some pride in how far I have come over the last few years – in particular last few months and my willingness to try things. I can’t help but wonder what else I will end up trying as I continue not only my service to Kesarah but also explore my kinks in general. Who knows…maybe a few months or a few years down the line I will be trying this again only this time in a cock cage and a plug as well – an idea that I would never have acknowledged before. But now…maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.

I am home now getting ready to make supper – my thong still wedged firmly up my ass crack and my cock doing its best to free itself. It will be a bit of a challenge to not get off tonight or to touch myself – but bedtime is coming fast and we will be on to tomorrow’s challenges. Edging three times only and no orgasm. Bring it on.

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