Shopping for makeup at the mall!

Mistress Christine in her continuing efforts to feminize me and humiliate me at the same time decided that lacy needed makeup. Not having anything but lipstick and nail polish wasn't enough for a sissy, especially not one owned by Mistress Christine. After my last shopping trip some new conditions were added for all shopping for anything for lacy. Every trip for anything for lacy would require lacy to be dressed in something femme, lacy would be wearing women's heels, and most importantly lacy would be carrying a purse. No mistaking lacy for anything except a sissy with those conditions. Finally locating a mall with a couple of make up stores I got dressed as required. A new purple blouse with some frill at the bust, women's slacks, pantyhose, panties and pad, 42 D cup bra and breast forms, painted toenails, jewelry, and my knee high 5 inch heel boots. I got all dolled up and walked down the hall at the hotel and then to the car. I know several people noticed me. Driving to the mall I kept getting those little twitches from my sissy clitty, you know the ones that cause a drop of fluid to come out of the end and into your pad. Good thing for pads I would have had a wet spot in my panties and slacks. Even with a jacket on those 42 D cup puppy's are prominent. There was no way anyone could miss them.

I drove around the mall parking lot for a few minutes to get up my courage and let the time get to within one hour of closing. Hopefully this would mean fewer people in the mall. Parking, I sat there nervous and waiting for the right time to get out and go in. There was no good time, people kept coming and leaving. Finally I just opened the door and swung out my legs, stood up and started for the mall entrance. I made it to the entrance and there were several people coming out. They definitely took a good look. Here I was all dolled up and obviously a male in sissy clothes. Using my most confident walk I made it to the central hall and looked left and right. I decided to go into a shoe store. The clerks all took a good look but were very helpful. I couldn't find anything i really wanted, so I asked if there were any makeup stores int he mall. They smiled and politely gave me directions and told me to come back anytime. I walked out and started toward the makeup stores. There were people everywhere. Women and men. I couldn't walk any faster due to the 5 inch heel boots. Mistress Christine most certainly knew I would have to take my time wearing them and walking in the mall. More time to expose me to the entire world as a sissy.

I found the makeup store Sephora, and walked past it with the vendors in the center isle kiosks taking a good look at me and grinning. I then turned around and walked back and inside. Several of the clerks noticed me immediately and they all huddled at the counter, probably deciding who should wait on the sissy. One very thin, beautifully made up young woman came over and asked if she could help me find something. I took a deep breath and repeated what Mistress Christine told me. I said I need to purchase some makeup and I don't know a thing about it. I would like to pass and have the option of going a little slutty. She walked me around the shop for a few minutes showing me several things. Then she sat me down and started to bring some items over. She had several assortments, mascara, foundation, eyeliner, lipstick etc. She matched up a foundation and rubbed some on me. I wanted to die and cum at the same time. She gave me some tips and a few cards on different looks and how to apply it. She rang me up and smiled telling me to come in again. All of her associates were having a good time watching. Also the women in the shop seemed to enjoy it at well.

Paying for my purchases I started for the door and into the mall halls again. Oh I was so humiliated, everyone was watching, people were grinning, and pointing when they thought I wasn't looking, every step was too slow. My feet were a little tired at this point and I wanted to kick my heels off and run for the exit. As usual Mistress Christine had probably anticipated this and her reason for wearing the boots was that I could not just take them off. I would have to sit down, pull up the legs of my slacks and unzip them. That would take more time than walking out. The humiliation continued all the way to the car. I drove back with a very wet pad. Then at the hotel, I called Mistress Christine and recapped the events. She was proud, but felt a punishment was in order for wanting to remove my boots.

She teased me unmercifully, stroking, stopping, stroking, stopping. Sucking my dildo, then pulling my large butt plug out and putting toothpaste on the dildo and inserting it. Fucking myself with the burning sensation at the same time. I was so horny and wanted to cum badly. She had one more trick up her sleeve, I had to open my blouse, pull down the bra straps, and cups. Attach my nipple clamps and loop my handcuffs through the nipple clamp chain. Then she had me stroke, alternating hands. This pulled hard against the clamps and made me hurt so good. Then I had to reach out to the top of the closet to get the keys without removing the clamps. This pulled terribly and hurt, but she kept teasing me and taunting me then told me if I wanted to cum I had to reach up, which would pull the clamps off. I did as instructed and almost came when they pulled free. It hurt so bad and so good. Having pity on me she finally allowed me to stroke to cumming. I was exhausted and humiliated, my sissy hole burning, and my nipples aching. What a night.