Showing posts with label humiliation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humiliation. Show all posts
Sunday, 1 November 2015
A sissy runner story
When I am holiday in a place hundreds of miles from where I live I love
to push the boundaries. One holiday we were in a remote area of Spain. I
ran along a road that was pretty quiet, but not empty. On average I
would be passed by 8 cars during a run. Over the course of the holiday
most of the reactions were just curious stares, some laughs, two hoots.
One car passed me a number of times during the holiday so that we got to
recognise each other and we'd share a friendly, amused, wave.
Saturday, 17 October 2015
Friday, 9 October 2015
Oooops, that was more obvious than I'd expected
I did a race three weekends back and decided to wear one of my 'regular' bras instead of the tankini bra that I normally wear. The tankini bra is basically just a strip of lycra that goes round my chest with some thin straps to go over the shoulder.
So instead I decided to wear an unpadded bra because, obviously, a padded bra is noticeable thanks to the padding.
After some time running my t-shirt was soaked in sweat (gross, I know) and was clinging to me. I pretty soon gathered that my bra was more noticeable than I had anticipated by the number of times I caught spectators glancing at my chest ... the positive of this of course was that it gave mean idea what it's like to be a girl.
There was nothing I could do about so I chose to 'brave it out' and enjoy the moment. I looked at the race photos afterwards and as you can see, it was pretty obvious. The inset shows the bra on me and you can see that although it is unpadded, the cut of the material to make the shape to carry a breast, when stretched across my chest, causes the bumps that can so easily be seen on my t-shirt. And once you've noticed the bumps you'll look closer and see the remaining outline.
On the walk back to my car two young women were walking toward me, one of them looking at my chest, not bothering to hide it, and she gave me a big smile as she passed. I just smiled back in return. Bliss!
So instead I decided to wear an unpadded bra because, obviously, a padded bra is noticeable thanks to the padding.
After some time running my t-shirt was soaked in sweat (gross, I know) and was clinging to me. I pretty soon gathered that my bra was more noticeable than I had anticipated by the number of times I caught spectators glancing at my chest ... the positive of this of course was that it gave mean idea what it's like to be a girl.
There was nothing I could do about so I chose to 'brave it out' and enjoy the moment. I looked at the race photos afterwards and as you can see, it was pretty obvious. The inset shows the bra on me and you can see that although it is unpadded, the cut of the material to make the shape to carry a breast, when stretched across my chest, causes the bumps that can so easily be seen on my t-shirt. And once you've noticed the bumps you'll look closer and see the remaining outline.
On the walk back to my car two young women were walking toward me, one of them looking at my chest, not bothering to hide it, and she gave me a big smile as she passed. I just smiled back in return. Bliss!
Sunday, 27 September 2015
Saturday, 12 September 2015
Pictures from some of my sessions with Mistresses
A lovely session that had me spanked, caned and abused in a delicious way. http://feminine-fancy.webs.com/
A deliciously humiliating public outing in London. http://www.mistressmorticia.com/Sessions.html
Some pet play and general abuse. http://www.mistress-suzzie.co.uk/
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