he noticed my panties under my jeans

Sometimes I would go to a nearby town and rent a nice hotel room for the day, dress up in snug women’s underwear, take pictures of myself dressed, gagged and tied up, and jack off. I'd pack the underwear, silicone breast forms, nylons, and bondage stuff, but I always liked to put on something silky under my boy clothes for the drive over.

This time I had on frilly pink panties and a matching training bra. I stopped at a local grocery store to buy some beer when a man stopped me and introduced himself. I tried to walk away but he took my arm firmly and told me again, his name was Jack. He said he noticed my panties when I bent over to get the beer, and that sort of thing really turned him on. He was hoping I was flirting and wanted to meet someone. I said I didn't think so and tried again to move away. He said this was his lifelong fantasy come true and I just couldn't leave now. "Just let me see your underwear, let me see it, please."

He begged me to take him to the bathroom and let him see and fondle my silky bra and panties. He offered to suck me off there if I wanted. Alone in the bathroom, he would let me do whatever I wanted to him if I would only let him touch me wearing the pretty stuff. I said no way to the bathroom. So he told me his big SUV had dark tinted windows, or his home was just a mile away. He only gave me those two options as he gripped my arm harder and started to push me toward the checkout. He said I could not say no.

After he paid for my beer, he let me get my bag out of my car and promised to bring me back later. I said I just had a few minutes and need to get going very soon. His eyes widened as he peeked into the bag and saw the other underwear, collars and shackles, and ball gag inside. He asked if I would put on the cuffs and gag for him now. I didn't feel like he was asking me, telling me, really.

He helped me wrap the four thick leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles – pulling them tight and buckling them for me. They each had a lock and he fastened my wrists together behind my back and then locked my ankles together. I wiggled to resist as he quietly continued to bind me.

The familiar black rubber ball fit tightly into my mouth. I usually didn't strap it in quite as tight as he did. I gagged and moaned a bit when he stuffed it in, but he didn't seem to hear me. He secured the harness wrapped around my chin and up over my face, around the top of my head. He quickly buckled it in place, pulling each strap as tight as he could. He found the two soft leather discs that strapped over the eyes. I was blinded, gagged, and cuffed tight in a stranger's dark truck. Oh my!

When we stopped I heard a garage door going up, then we drove in. After it closed he removed the blinders, but left everything else in place. I hobbled moaning into the house, he led me to the bedroom.

With the door closed behind us, he pulled up my shirt and gasped as he looked at it and grabbed my pretty pink training bra. He forced me against the wall and began to squeeze the bra cups, sucking hard on my nipples through the bra. Soon the bra was very wet, he had a huge hard-on hanging out of his unzipped pants. He was stroking himself as he molested me. All I could do was struggle against the leather cuffs, and moan into the big rubber ball.

Soon he was licking and sucking on my panties, pulling my cock into his mouth wrapped in the wet panties. Then he pulled my panties slightly down and began to suck on my growing cock. He continued to rub and squeeze the wet panties and bra as he sucked me hard and deep in his mouth. When he could tell I was getting very close to cumming, he stood up and removed the harness, popping the gag out of my mouth.

Pushing me to my knees, he jerked my cock and began to kiss me, holding my head firmly with his other hand, probing so deep into my mouth with his tongue. He told me to suck on his tongue, and to suck hard.

Before I knew what happened, he stood up in front of me, pushing his huge cock into my wet, open mouth. He came immediately, talking loudly and calling me his bitch, and his cock slut. Holding my face with both hands he forced me to try to swallow as much of his cum as I could. I choked and drooled some of it all over my pretty bra. He held his cock and squeezed it, shooting another stream of wet cum all over my face, laughing as he did. When I opened my mouth to spit and protest, he stuffed the wet rubber ball back into my mouth and strapped it in tight again, filling my wet, drooling mouth fully.

Back to stroking my cock, he also pushed his hand down between my cheeks spreading them, probing my ass with his wet, slippery fingers. He pushed one right in, wiggling it as he did, telling me he wanted me to cum with the taste of his jizz in my mouth, and feeling his fingers violating my tight sissy ass. He relentlessly jerked and stroked my cock until I moaned and bucked as I squirted all over my pink panties, down my legs, and into his hand. As he wiped my load all over the training bra, he asked if I liked what we had just done. I just slowly nodded, looking him in the eyes.

Before he untied me, let me shower, and returned me to my car, he took a bunch of digital photos of me there, dressed up like a girl, bound and gagged, my face and clothes dripping with cum. He said I should return next week and we would try some more games. He said he would devise more kinky bondage gear for me. Maybe let me be spanked, and play kidnap and rape. He warned me to be on time, or I might see the photos online. He ordered me to wear a girl’s white and pastel pink cotton panties and bra next time, too.

I will.