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I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may

contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is

offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy ....

enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up

with what I have now.

Laurie's birthday ordeal

Once again my Mistress has ordered me to inform all of my 'sisters' of my

latest MISS-Adventure. Last Monday was my birthday and my Mistress wanted to

ensure that I have a very memborable day, but i must first inform you that i

am attired as directed while writing to all of you. My legs are encased in

shimmery white tights and on my feet are my five inch black stilleto heeled

shoes. i enjoy wearing them very much but they DO HURT SO BAD when i've been

in them for several hours and not allowed to sit. So now you have the

picture, i'm standing at my computer while writing this. i also have on a

lovely pink bra and panty set, very lacey and feminine, the bra cups filled

with balled up pantyhose. Yes, my tits are too small and the cups must be

enhanced, but they do fill out my pink full length slip nicely. i only am

wearing lipstick, also pink, while i write this because i may have to make a

hasty retreat to my normal self when it comes time for my wife to arrive

because she does not approve of my other self. Nonetheless, my Mistress

enjoys my predicament and having to work around my wifes schedule. She

thinks it adds to the excitement.

Getting back to my birthday, which is why i am writing all of this...

my Mistress decided that it was time for me to get some new lingerie and what

a better time than as a birthday gift. i was ordered into my 'special

underdressing attire' for the shopping trip. i had the day off work so SHE

had me under HER spell for most of the day. The attire consists of panties,

pantyhose, small nipple clips that don't protrude too much, they remind me of

bobbie pins but are soooo tight...topped off with a full length body shaper

girdle of which my Mistress has sewn the crotch closed. This makes trips to

the bathroom very difficult, and She ensures that i drink plenty of fluids

when i am wearing it. Over this i am allowed to wear my normal male shirt

and slacks. The shoes are flats that don't look too feminine, but when i

wear them in public, i know everyone can tell they are women's shoes.

However, from my house to the car and while in the car i'm required to be in

my high heeled red pumps. Keep in mind that i'm in the passenger seat and

Mistress insists on stopping at drive thru restraunts to keep getting me more

to drink. This does two things at once, it embarresses me by having my red

heels on display while in the car and makes it more and more uncomfortable as

the need to pee increases.

Finally, we arrive at the mall. As Mistress decides to park in a somewhat

deserted area of the parking lot, she insists on my getting out of the car

and openining her door for her before She will allow me to change my shoes.

As i make my way to her door with my heels clicking on the cement another car

drives by adding to my embarressment.

As i change my shoes in the parking lot, Mistress hands me a small bag that

contains a sanitary napkin and what i thought were two 35mm film containers.

Oh no, She plans on taking pictures, what next. It turns out the film

containers do not have film in them, but are filled with a red fluid. She

states that it is my time of the month and i should become familiar with the

feel of having to wear a soggy pad all day. She orders me to go into the

first bathroom we come to and put the pad in my panties, then empty the

contents of one of the canisters into it. Then pull up my panties and get

dressed and continue shopping.

Getting out of and into the girdle is not an easy task in a stall of the mens

room. Having been ordered to wear a pad before, i was familiar with that

aspect of it but not a wet one, it felt terrible and i could only hope it

didn't leak into my light colored slacks. Mistress said the expression on my

face was precious when i came out of the mens room. We then headed for the

lingerie section of Carson's where She insisted that i pick out "something

special" for my birthday. She did this while the sales lady was standing

next to me and i don't think anyone could have turned a brighter shade of red

than i did when the sales lady asked me what size i wore and what colors i

thought i looked good in. Mistress and the sales lady both giggled as i gave

her my sizes. Mistress was delighted in my selection, pink panties, lace

trimed of course, size 7, a matching pink bra in a 38b, and a pink garter

belt in a large. Mistress' next move caught me completely off gard when She

took my credit card out of Her purse (She insists on carrying my wallet when

we go shopping), its one of the new Mastercards with a picture on it so the

sales lady knew my name. Next she asked for my home phone number, insisting

it was store policy. The sales lady even asked Mistress if it was the

correct number as i gave it to her. Mistress told her to please be discrete

as my wife was not aware of my activities while in my panties. Do you have

any idea how badily i shudder anytime the phone rings now, its maddening.

The next stop was at another mens room where i was ordered to empty the

contents of the other container into my pad. Thank goodness they are able to

hold an enormus amount of fluid because it didn't leak onto my slacks but it

certanily was uncomfortable.

Mistress decided we should continue my birthday at Her apartment because She

wanted me in my party dress and the mall was NOT the place for that. Back at

Her car i opened Her door and She handed me my red heels and made me change

them before walking around to my door and getting in the car. Thinking i had

gotten away with no one seeing me, Mistress pointed out a car full of teen

aged girls parked across form us. They were all laughing and pointing when

we pulled out of the parking spece. She asked if i would like to invite them

to my birthday party and i said no thanks, please just go.

Back at Mistresses apartment, i was ordered into my maids outfit to clean up

and get the place ready for a party. Then i was allowed a nice scented

bubble bath and Mistress did my makeup and dressed me in a beautiful red

satiny knee length party dress. It was a private party, just Mistress and

myself, but it was VERY INTERRESTING. Mistress has said that i must tell

anyone who orders me to, the things She made me do at the party.

Yes Mistress, i'll let them know where to reach me....

Laurie M at Carolyn's Closet BBS (612) 891 1225.