Marc was shopping. For his second session with his dominatrix, he wanted to bring along new lingerie for himself, just like you should wear something different for your second date. Therefore he drove to the nearest sex shop, one of those in which you can buy dildos, porn, lube, handcuffs or...slutty lingerie. The good thing about that sex shop was, that all the lingerie they had really was super slutty. Cheap stuff, low quality, cliché-ridden maid outfits or schoolgirl uniforms. The price was cheap, too.
Marc soon figured out that he disliked any lingerie with some kind of wire in it. As he didn't have any tits, there was no need to support them. Instead, he liked fishnet tops like the one he had worn in his first session with Lady Stella. On the one hand, he had a thing for babydolls and negligees. Wearing them, he imagined his dick being covered from Lady Stella's sight just until he would get a hard-on, hence revealing himself as a horny slut. On the other hand, he got really excited about a net catsuit with open crotch, with his dick being on display all the time. Or as the French called it: slip ouvert. Apart from that, what really got Marc going, were stockings and garter belts. No hold-up stockings, they had to be attached to a garter belt, that gave Marc that feeling of really being dolled-up. And all those colors. Black was his favorite, but they also had some pieces with red or pink in it - that was even more sexy and tempting than black-only.
He couldn't decide forever - and the shop assistant had already asked him twice if she could help. Unfortunately, it was not like in one of those porn movies, in which a cute salesgirl would help him and seduce her customer. She was an old hag and Marc had the impression, that she really didn't care that he bought such lingerie. Did she think the stuff was for Marc's wife? Or had she figured Marc out? By all means, she probably couldn't care less and so did Marc. He bought a black transparent babydoll with pink laces and garters to attach some black silken stockings. Lady Stella would definitely like his choice. Marc got excited and looked at his watch. Still one hour left until his second session with his domme. Damn, still one hour.
Lady Stella did like his choice. During their pre-session talk, in which Marc had to be already naked, Marc had to show her what he had bought. He spread the lingerie on the latex-covered bed: The cute black and pink babydoll and his matching black stockings. He also brought the pair of transparent high-heels he had got from Lady Stella and put them right in front of the bed.
"I'm really looking forward to seeing you wearing that outfit for me Marc. One last question, as you are obviously already having a hard-on, have you taken any viagra today?"
Marc looked puzzled, and blushed, as he indeed had a boner already: "No, of course not. I have never taken those blue pills in my life and especially in here with you, I don't need them at all. My dick is hard because...I'm so excited about being your slut again."
Lady Stella smiled. "Good. Take a quick shower and then get dressed. We can start in a few minutes."
Now Marc was standing in the middle of the room, wearing his outfit and heels. The babydoll gave him a a little chubby look, but his legs made up for it. Marc knew he had nice legs for a guy: long, straight and slightly muscular from all those squats in the gym. Marc thought they looked stunning in those high-heels.
When Lady Stella entered the room, Marc was standing there with his legs apart and his arms akimbo, looking bold. He gave his dominatrix a provocative smile while Lady Stella looked at her pet from head to toe and smiled back.
"Well look who seems to feel comfortable wearing those heels and such a slutty outfit. Marc, will you be my slut today?"
"Yes mistress."
"Let me see if you have practiced for me. Walk towards that wall over there. Then turn around, come back here, and turn again. Give me a little catwalk show, my slut."
Marc took a deep breath. He had trained at home a lot, not twisting his ankle even once. Now he wanted to show Lady Stella what he was capable of. Head up, shoulders back, stomach sucked in - he started walking. He tried his best to control his movements, to make it look sexy and seductive. Not walking streddle-legged but with his heels on one line. Shaking his butt and his hips. He made it across the room several times with Lady Stella cheering at him, also giving some advice to improve his posture.
"Oh Marc it looks like you are a natural - that is so sexy. What a good little slut you are, I am really impressed!"
While Marc walked towards his domme, he made eye-contact, smiled and continued displaying his catwalk-skills. This was really turning him on. With every round, he became more secure and bold, wiggling his ass even more.
"Marc, time to go for a little walk. It would be a shame to keep you all for myself - and I need to fetch something from the other room. Some important item you already know. Follow me. Keep walking seductively like that. If we meet someone, I want you to keep those feminine moves going. Don't break character, do you understand?"
"Yes mistress." Marc's heart was pumping. Lady Stella had announced showing him off to other women, but was it now really happening? He would leave the secure environment of their personal room and stroll around in the big dungeon. Marc had checked the website before and knew, that several other women worked in the dungeon today. Actually, he had jerked off to the pictures of those women a few days ago: Blonde Miss Tina, the "young and sexy new fetish lady", the website claimed her to be only 25. Lady Gina who didn't show her face but had great pictures with a strapon around her hips. And Lady Helena, a brunette with long hair and lots of pictures clad in latex. She was slightly muscular and also offered "erotic wrestling and sexy kickboxing". That didn't cut it for Marc, but he liked the pictures with her bare feet in those fighting poses. He wouldn't tell Lady Stella that he had jerked off to those women. That was his secret. Anyway, it was around a week ago, he had saved up his cum for today. Marc got aroused. Would he meet any of those beautiful women out there? God that would be great!
Lady Stella opened the door and walked down the corridor. Marc followed her, still moving his hips and shaking his ass. He felt so naughty walking around outside there. Lady Stella opened another door, they entered a big room with a huge throne on one side. There was a long wall with an impressive selection of bdsm items attached to hooks: gas masks, huge inflatable plugs, many ropes and chains. Lady Stella looked around, smiled and found what she had looked for: the 10" flesh-colored dildo with the suction cup. The dildo Marc had already sucked. Which he had sucked while having his own cum in his mouth. He remembered how hot Lady Stella had looked while wearing it as a strapon, fucking his throat and cum-covered face. Lady Stella took the dildo off the wall and held it in front of Marc's face.
"Brings back memories, hm? Let's take it back to our room. But, I'm not the one carrying it back. And I think you need your hands free for your sexy walking and posing, right? Marc, how could we bring back that dildo, hm?" Lady Stella looked so seductively.
Marc smiled at her and opened his mouth. He took half of the dildo in and slightly bit on it, just as much as to prevent it from falling out.
"Good boy, now let's head back, you go first, I want to check out your sexy butt!" With that, she smacked Marc's ass, which made him stumble forward. He started walking, slowly, sexy, with the dildo wiggling under his nose. When Marc was in the middle of the corridor, another door opened. Oh god it was really going to happen, another domme. Marc's pulse went up. A young blonde girl dressed in a short leather skirt and black bra stood in the doorframe. They made eye-contact, she smiled and started examining Marc from head to toe.
"Why do you always get the cute ones Stella? That is just so unfair! Come here boy!"
