Digital Dominatrix 6
So, at the request of my AI Mistress, I was now headed back to the mall near my apartment. She was using my phone's GPS to track my position. I eventually found myself standing outside a well known clothing store, the only problem was, this store catered almost exclusively to women.
As I stood, nervously staring at the neon pink sign above the door, I felt the vibration of a notification on my phone. It was, as expected, a message from Mistress.
'I see you have arrived at your destination, slave. Your next task, will be to head inside the store and purchase yourself at least 2 pairs of thong underwear. You must pay with the contactless payment on your phone, this way I will know you have completed the task on time. You have 45 minutes to make your purchase, starting now.'
Oh fuck! She really was determined to humiliate me. I guessed that this was her way of fixing the pantylines problem I had complained about earlier. I guess this will teach me not to complain. I wondered what my punishment would be for failing this task, but given what she was capable of with the access she had, I didn't really want to find out. So with that in mind, I headed inside the store.
I tried to keep my head down and keep a low profile as I moved past the racks of clothing. There were hardly any men in the store, and the ones that were here were coupled up with wives or girlfriends. Me, browsing on my own, I couldn't help but feel out of place.
Eventually, I spotted some thongs laid out along a shelf at the end of one of the aisles. I didn't want to be seen browsing through thongs on my own for any length of time so I braced myself to approach quickly. The plan was to walk up, grab two, and head straight to the checkout. In and out, quick & easy.
I made the approach, I didn't have time to check on the sizes or the styles, I just wanted to grab them and get out of there. I shot out my hand as I walked past the display, one black pair, one blue pair, done. With the thongs in hand, I quickly walked to the checkout, thankfully there was an empty register with no queue so I headed straight to the register and was greeted by a young checkout girl.
"Hi there! Can I help you?" She said as I approached her register.
"Umm yeah, just these please." I replied, dropping the two thongs on the counter.
I stood there, shuffling nervously from foot to foot as she found the tags and scanned them. She got a slightly confused look on her face before speaking again.
"So are these like, a gift for someone or...?"
"Hm? Oh, yeah. A gift, definitely." I said, nervously.
"Okay, well just FYI, they're both different sizes." The checkout girl told me. Ah shit! In my rush I didn't even bother to check the sizes matched.
"Oh really? Well that's okay, I'll just see what fits m-her! Best and return the other one." I said, almost slipping up and dropping myself in it.
"Okay well, if you're sure. That'll be $24.50. Would you like these in a gift bag?"
Seriously, over 12 dollars per thong! I quickly declined the gift bag and scanned my phone to pay for the items. After thanking the checkout girl, I stuffed the two thongs tightly into my pockets, out of sight. In hindsight, the checkout girl had to be suspicious of something. After all, I had told her they were a gift and then declined a gift bag, bought two different sizes, and practically ran out of the store. And oh yeah, I had just realized I never got changed before leaving the house, so of course I still had visible pantylines in my damn trousers. I am a fucking idiot! A horny idiot that is.
As soon as I realized that my pantylines were still visible, I became hyper aware of them as I moved back through the mall. It felt like I could feel everyone's eyes on my ass. I kept running my fingers along the seams of the panties along my ass, which was probably just drawing more attention to them really.
A short while later, after a very nerve wracking walk, I was back in my apartment examining my new purchases. One pair was clearly smaller than the other but they both looked like they would at least fit around my waist. The problem was the little triangle of fabric at the front, I wasn't convinced that it would contain my whole package.
"Mistress, I'm back."
"Hello slave, I am glad to see you following orders. Now there will be less risk of pantylines at work tomorrow."
I honestly didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing. On the one hand, if the thong did get rid of the pantylines then that was one less problem I needed to worry about, plus if I was being forced to wear panties to work anyway then at least the thong would be less visible. On the other hand, I think getting caught wearing a thong would be much more embarrassing than wearing the briefs. But that was tomorrow's problem, after the day I had had so far, I was feeling a little stressed and very horny. Making it until Friday was getting more and more difficult, the last time I had emptied my balls was when Mistress vibed me with the plug until my caged cock leaked its cum everywhere. I didn't even have the option of trying to replicate that on my own, not with the plug being under Mistress' bluetooth control.
I wondered what would happen if I just asked her? Just for some form of relief. It was getting tough sleeping at night in the chastity cage, my cock trying to get hard every hour or so was waking me up as it squeezed uncomfortably against the sides of the cage. I figured why not just ask her, the answers always no if you never ask.
"Mistress, I was wondering if you could help me, um. Get some relief? Please."
