Coerced Fem at a restaurant part two

Suddenly, the door opens and you scramble to take your hands out of your pants, wondering how to hide what you’ve been doing.

Can you?

You turn around and see my narrowed eyes and start to apologize immediately
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“Are you that much of a sissy slut that you can’t even hold it together for one evening?” I ask.

I instruct you to put on your clothes and you follow me out of the bathroom and back to our table. You sit there, head bowed while I eat my entree. There will be no food for you tonight.

Instead, I pull out a paper and pen and make you write me an essay about why sissies should not stroke their cock.
As you watch me finish off my meal, you wonder what is going to happen next.

I order coffee and dessert and as we wait I proceed to tell you all of the things that sissies can and cannot do. You look around and notice that some other tables are discreetly listening in.

Your cheeks burn with embarrassment when you realize that they all know you are doing sissy training.

Maybe the whole restaurant knows what a sissy you are!

You answer my every question as you squeeze your hands and try desperately not to stroke your cock.

Being exposed as a sissy in public like this? It’s too much to handle!

Our dessert and coffee comes and I slide something across the table.

It’s bright red lipstick.

Your eyes widen and you ask me if you want me to put it on right now. I mean red lipstick in front of all these strangers?

You are nervous but you know that you need to do what I say. You head to the bathroom once more and apply the lipstick, your hand shaking as you do so. You can feel the precum from your cock dripping into your panties and you don’t know how much longer you are going to be able to control yourself.

You head back to the table, trying to notice all the stares. You sit and watch me taunt you with a piece of cake, each morsel touching my lips but never ruining my lipstick. You know that you will never be able to do that.

The bill is paid and as you get up to leave, I shake my head and then pull a pair of heels out of my bag and set them on the table.

Now EVERYONE in the restaurant is staring. But you do as you are told and you slip them on, following me out of the restaurant.

And as you do, you feel the sticky cum from your orgasm begin to slide down your leg.

You are definitely in trouble now….

Princess Andi