blisteredraw: “Bradford Mark Smith! I gave you that little paper bag and sent you to the restr
blisteredraw: “Bradford Mark Smith! I gave you that little paper bag and sent you to the restroom with very specific instructions. I was very clear that you were to find a stall, change into whatever was in the bag, come out and take a picture of yourself in the bathroom mirror BEFORE you put your pants on over them. And you chose to intentionally disobey me. Didn’t you!” “But Honey, there were people..” the husband stammered. “Hush little man! How dare you defy me. Well, as your punishment, you can just march yourself right back and try again. But I have a little addition to your task now.” His dominant wife reached into her purse, and pulled out a large butt plug which she promptly lay on their restaurant table. The suddenly humiliated husband quickly snapped the plug up and hid it under the table. She continued ”I was saving that little toy for later, but clearly you need a good lesson in humility and obedience now. You march your little butt right back into that restroom, you take your pants COMPLETELY off, and then you insert your new toy up your uptight little ass. But now I expect additional pictures. First, I want a picture of you without pants, panties at mid-thigh, and you inserting the plug up your butt. I then want a second picture panties still down, bending over with the plug in and clearly displayed. Finally, I want the original picture you owe me in just panties with no pants on. Now, you may use the stall to change in, but I expect all pictures to be taken in front of the mirror.” “You earned this punishment for being disobedient, A good dose of humiliation might just teach you to mind in the future. Now, I want no arguing. In fact, other than “excuse me Ma’‘am” as you leave the table for the restroom, I don’t want to hear a peep out of you.” “Now you scoot your little pantied hiney to that restroom and hurry. I’ll give you 15 minutes to be back with pictures, so I suggest you move it. If you are not back here seated by then, then I will march in there myself, drag you as you are to the ladies room, pull your little sissy panties down to your ankles, and spank your behind with my hairbrush so long and so hard that you will be crying like a baby long before I’m done.. I promise you every single person in this restaurant will hear your spanking and see me dragging you out of there bawling your eyes out. And then I will make you sit on your blistered, stuffed behind for dinner while everyone looks at you and secretly makes fun of you.. . Now THAT would be humiliating. So I suggest you get moving and bring me back those pictures. Your clock is ticking!” The horrified, shamefaced husband paused for a moment to collect his thoughts before slowly getting up from his seat with a mumbled “Excuse me Ma’am” and, blushing furiously, scurried off to the men’s room.. great humiliation fantasy -- source link