What do you do when you’re all dressed up and nowhere to go? The Princessa knows!

W/we went shopping recently at Vicky’s, since it was the semi-annual clearance sale. i was properly dressed and made up, and carried Princessa’s things and a shopping bag as Princessa looked for bras, garters and panties for both of U/us, and also pink pants for me. She is determined that i shall be wearing tight, feminine, panty-line and garter belt strap revealing pink pants soon.

At any rate, after She was satisfied, i was broke and W/we were hungry, off W/we went to eat sushi, and finally for an hour or so of play at the studio. Unfortuantely, when W/we arrived, Princessa found an overbooking situtation with the Vinyl Queen, and so She decided W/we couldn’t play there in the traditional way.

Princessa Natasha bade me wait while She got some things from the hard room, and off W/we went to the car, out onto Mission, and, at Princessa’s direction, to one of Her favorite bars for a drink or two.

Imagine my surprise when, as we were stopped in traffic, Princessa pulled out one of Her favorite dildoes, covered with a condom, and put it between Her thighs, looking very much like She had exposed Her cock. “Stroke it”, She ordered, and so i found myself drving through the heart of the City on a gorgeous afternoon, masturbating my Owner’s cock, while passing van and truck drivers particularly glanced, gazed or stared in wonder, disgust, you name it.

i made the mistake of bending down and licking the head of Her cock at a stop light. Nothing for it but at the next light, as i down-shifted, Princess Natasha took the cock from between Her beautiful thighs, ordered me to open my mouth, and then fucked me, in front of Goddess and everybody…and i mean everybody! The looks before were nothing compared to the looks now, and i was red faced while Princessa roared with laughter.

Drive down the road, masturbate Her cock. Stop for a light or traffic, fuck my mouth with Her cock, and deep throat it too, another trick She has trained me to accept.

What a very long three or four miles that was.

But just when i though it was over…i dropped Her at the pub entrance, found a parking space and came into the pub, paid for and delivered the drinks in the thankfully dark, nearly empty place and sat down. Princessa suggested i drink quickly while She rummaged in one of Her bags. As i did so, She produced some nipple clamps, and ordered me to put them on under my shirt.

The bathroom was small and had two stalls, one for standing, which i am never allowed to do, and one for sitting. No doors, small space. Very public for a bathroom. i unbuttoned my blouse, put on the clamps, emerged from the bathroom to Princessa saying, “Leave it unbuttoned,” and then She told me to go to the car and get the Victoria’s Secret bag.

Out in the bright sun, with the nipple clamp chain swinging against my chest, i retrieved the bag in little time and returned to the happily dark confines of the bar.

Another drink was in front of me, and Princessa pulled out the red garter belt, red panties, and the huge pussy plug W/we call Her Fist, ’cause when She makes me put it in, She tells me it is like having Her Fist in me walking around. It is at least that big.

“Go to the bathroom and put these on…and in,” She giggled.

As i said, it is a small, PUBLIC sort of bathroom. i had to take off my pants and shoes to get my panties off, then unclip my garter and put Her new one on, and finally slide the red panties on. Just as i pulled the panties over my slik-clad knees, while my pants were still around my ankles and anyone coming in could see what i was wearing, the doorway (for there is no door to the entrance of the bathroom) darkened and i nearly fainted as… Princessa looked around the corner and urged me to hurry.

Two seconds later it darkened again, and then brightened with a tremendous flash as She took a picture of me, perched on the toilet in my garter belt, stockings, panties and nipple clamps, holding Her Fist in my hand.

Mortification ain’t it, as the Brits would say.

Then i struggled to get that huge thing in me, finally, painfully, got it, twice, but it kept slipping out. Princessa has made a mess of my pussy.

Out to finish our drinks, and i took Her home. She left me to figure out how to get my girly clothes and the make up off, before i returned to work.

So, if you ever have nothing to do when you’ re all dressed up with nowhere to go, give the Princessa a call. i am sure She can think of something!