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RIBBON.TXT by Cindy V. femdom, TV, humiliation
You are a closet crossdresser. You are too embarrassed to dress publicly,
so you satisfy your urges during the working day by tying a little ribbon
to your cock and wearing it all day at work under your suit and underwear.
A harmless little ribbon. In fact the cheapest article of feminization
there is - 15 cents for a tiny piece of ribbon. But you can feel it all
day, and it makes you feel wonderful and sinful that you can wear it and
nobody knows.
But Christine, the company receptionist knows. You have a couple
of pants that are a little too tight, and when you wear those pants there
is the slightest outline of the ribbon on your cock. Chris is absolutely
sure of it. But she wonders how to let you know that she knows.
As the receptionist, Chris has quite an easy job. She welcomes
visitors and calls the person they are here to see. Since that does not
take too much of her day, she also has some miscellaneous clerical duties.
But generally she has a light day. And since she is so pretty and
easy to talk to, everyone drops by her desk to flirt with her.
And is she pretty. About 24, with medium length blonde hair that she
wears in bangs over her forehead. Gorgeous blue eyes that she makes up
with a little blue eyeshadow and pencil liner. A nice rose blush on those
sweet cheeks. And a soft, matte red lipstick, always perfectly lined.
And when she smiles at you and laughs at your jokes, you are in heaven.
And you are hard. Of course, she knows the effect she has on men, and she can
have any guy she wants.
The next time you are over by her desk to flirt is just before quitting time.
She casually mentions to you that she likes your suit, and especially its cut.
It's sort of tight fitting, isn't it? In fact, it's so tight fitting that she
can see the faint outline of a ribbon tied around your cock. She bats her
beautiful eyelashes at you and sweetly asks you to show the ribbon to her.
Of course you blush profusely and deny that there is such a ribbon. But she
rests her hand on your crotch, and as your cock grows, so does the outline
of the ribbon. "Oh, come on - come into the coat closet for a minute with
me and let see it - what's the harm? Everyone's gone home anyway."
So you follow her into the coat closet, unzip and drop your pants and shorts,
and there is a little pink ribbon neatly tied in a bow around your cock. "Oh,
it's so cute," she purrs.
She reaches out to touch the ribbon, to straighten it a little. It is silk.
"Does it feel nice against your skin?"
Of course you agree, and Chris starts gently stroking your cock. You reach
to her to hug and kiss her, but she doesn't want to be hugged and kissed,
and she tells you this kindly, but firmly. She decides to tie your hands
behind you with her scarf.
She continues stroking you, and you comment on her lovely nails. Chris
tells you that she takes pride in her nails and likes to keep them nicely
manicured and polished. Right now they are polished in a nice rose color
to a high shine. Chris can see that you are highly entranced by the sight
of her beautiful nails running up down your cock.
By now she has you nice and hard with your little ribbon on you. Your hands
are tied behind you. Because the whole scene was visually too distracting
for you, she blindfolds you with another scarf. Then she strokes away,
idly chatting about how silly you look. Eventually you come. She removes
the blindfold - and there is Jen - one of Chris's friends, who saw a good
part of it all. Chris and Jen decide that one of them should check your
ribbon tomorrow. And for good measure, they polish your nails before they
leave - "Have fun finding some nail polish remover," they cheerfully tell you.
Chris tells you she would like to see you in a pretty yellow ribbon tomorrow.
Then the following morning, she comes to your office and tells you she is
here to inspect you. Again she ties your hands and blindfolds you. But then
you feel a strange pair of hands on your cock masturbating you. When you cum
the blindfold is removed and you see Lynn, one of her other girlfriends, has
participated in your humiliation. Chris and Lynn laugh at your spectacle.
Chris and her friends continue in this way for a few days. Each day Chris
comes to your office to check your ribbon, she blindfolds you, and there is
a new girlfriend of Chris who masturbates you in your pretty ribbon.
Then, a little change: As usual you are tied and blindfolded, someone
lowers your pants, inspects your pretty ribbon, giggles at you,
and masturbates you. When she finishes, she plants a gentle kiss on your lips
- and then applies her lipstick to you. The friend leaves. Unlike the past,
you don't know who she was. You clean up and fix your pants. Chris offers
you her compact mirror for you to examine the lipstick shade you are now
wearing. You must memorize it, wipe it off, and then go out among the people
in the office, find the woman wearing that shade, and thank her for
masturbating you. You do this, to your great embarrassment.
You will do this new routine for several days. You learn a lot about the
various lipstick shades worn in your office, and you find an interesting
collection of women who have masturbated you - some of whom you never suspected
would agree with Chris to do this. Of course, lipstick shades can be very
similar, can't they? You will make a few mistakes along the way, and thank
some women who have no idea what you're talking about.
This continues for more days. Chris and her friends then tire of this game
and decide to make it a little harder. You discover how difficult it can be
to find someone wearing a pale pink, or a peach, or a beige lipstick.
Chris decides to make it even harder for you. The next day, after the usual
routine, Chris offers you her compact mirror and you discover the lipstick you
are wearing is pure gloss - no color at all! As you go out into the larger
office you notice that nearly every woman is wearing lip gloss over her own
lipstick. There are nineteen year old temporaries all the way up to a few fifty
year olds - you never have seen so many shiny lips in your life! You look at
Chris in panic - you'll never find today's mystery woman. In a rare moment of
rebelliousness you tell Chris that you refuse to play her game any longer.
Chris smiles prettily. She had been prepared for this day. She tells you that
if you don't start finding the woman wearing that particular gloss and thank
her for masturbating you, then you will be humiliated tomorrow morning much
greater than you ever have been before. You don't believe that is possible -
as it is, nearly every woman in the company has particiapted in humiliating
you - what more can they do? So you refuse.
The next morning there is a knock on your office door. You open the door,
and there is a stampede of women rushing into your office. How many are
there? Fifty? Seventy-five? You have no idea. You have no chance of
resisting so many woman, as they quickly remove all your clothing. You are
now completely naked among who knows how many women. They produce a black
corset, and with several of them pulling on the strings, they lace you into
it so that you can barely exhale. The corset ends below your nipples on top,
and shows your genital area on the bottom. They lay you down on your own
desk, tying your hands and feet. Someone produces a pair of scissors, and
you feel your pubic hair being snipped. Then some shaving cream is applied
to your genital area, and you are being shaved. Someone remarks you are now
completely smooth shaven. A pair of hands checks you out. Then another.
And another. Every woman needs to determine for herself how smooth you are.
Although you are not particularly attracted to some of them, the entire
experience of all these women hovering over you and running their hands over
your smooth genital area makes you incredibly horny!
Finally Chris whispers something to one of her girlfriends, who passes it on,
and after a few minutes there is hysterical laughter among all the women.
They blindfold you as usual, and someone comes forward to masturbate you.
Everyone is laughing whie this is going on, but the hands feel pretty good
on your cock, so you try not to worry about the laughter and instead you
concentrate on your cock. You cum, and then you can hear the women urging on
the masturbator - "Go on, you know what to do." And you feel a little kiss on
your lips, and the feeling of lipstick being applied.
Everyone files out of your office but Chris. She stays to untie you, and
she tells you to put your clothes back on, andut to leave the corset on. Then
she shows you your reflection in her compact for you to examine your lipstick
shade. It is a very unusual shade. Pink? Purple? "Actually, it's lavender,"
Chris explains helpfully. "Now wipe it off and come out and see who is
wearing that color."
You come out of your office and start walking around. Lavender is such an
unusual shade, it shouldn't be hard to spot. You look at each woman, shake
your head, and keep on walking through the office. Nobody could be wearing
such a ridiculous shade. You walk and walk without success. Everyone is
giggling, so something must be up.
Finally you see a face peeking out from the mailroom. Jen and Lynn have a
young guy and are twisting his arms behind his back. And sure enough, this
fellow from the mailroom is the only one in the office wearing lavender lip-
stick! You were masturbated and kissed and lipsticked by a guy! Chris was
right - you have been humiiated more than you believed was possible.