Shopping by Matt

i picked the sex shop that was a little bit out of the town center hoping it wouldn't be as busy.  This was going to be the location for my latest task to amuse Lady Natt and Lady Cimmerian, to buy some red stockings, red panties, red bra and a larger butt plug than the one i owned.  The Ladies had been so kind to me this week introducing me to various new experiences but this task was different...and i was so nervous but i was desparate not to disappoint the Ladies.

i parked up in town and started walking to where the shop was.  i had never been there before and was following directions on my phone.  It was so busy...530pm...everyone was leaving work or going to the shops after work...i hadn't picked a great time but i wasn't there yet...it might be quieter there.  It wasn't.  As i approached the door i was in 2 minds whether to walk past or go inside.  This was ridiculous i thought to myself, i have done a lot of things in my life that i was rightly nervous about but i am a grown man and if i was to buy stuff from a sex shop i shouldn't be embarrassed...so in i went...and immediately became insanely embarrassed purely down to the reason i was there not because i was there.

It was a fairly big place...the first thing that confronted me were big stripper heels and strippers outfits.  i walked past them and into the area where the underwear was.  The place was empty much to my relief and that is when i saw the first Sales Lady.  She was early 20s, pretty, petite with shoulder length dark hair.  She smiled at me and said hello and i replied with a nervous hi like a teenager on his first date.  i carried on through and hit the area where the sex toys were and the second Sales Lady said hello and that i should give her a shout if i needed any help.  i replied thank you and carried on looking around.

My plan was to find everything i wanted without picking anything up, then get it all quickly, and go to the checkout.  Then as i was paying i intended to ask that question i had been ordered to...”Is this in my size?”  i started to look around for the items i had been ordered to buy.  i hunted around the slutty lingerie area trying to tell myself...its ok they probably think you are looking for your wife, but knowing in my head that my nerves were probably giving me away.  My plan was stalling, loads of slutty things but all black, white, hot pink, leopard print...no red!

After about 15 minutes of hunting around the second Sales Lady came up to me.  She was about my age, pretty, nice figure and wearing jeans and a tight low cut black casual top with a black bra underneath and an amazing cleavage.  One of her shoulder straps had come down off her shoulder.  She was very sexy, not in a glamourous stereotypical way, but there was something about her.  “You look a bit stumped, can i help you with anything?” “i need to buy some red panties, bra and stockings” i replied...”ok, what size?” ....”my size Miss”  i don't know why i said Miss...maybe it was because at that moment doing the task for Lady Cimmerian and Lady Natt i was feeling completely submissive.  Whatever the reason i felt my face blush as bright red as the lingerie i was hoping to buy and i knew straight away from the Lady’s reaction that the significance of the word Miss had not been lost on her.  Not a big reaction and completely professional...but she knew.  “Well lets get you sorted out then shall we honey” she replied with a big smile.

She took me to a small rack next to the cash register and explained that they had hardly any red in at the moment.  i looked as she explained to me sizes and how i should stay away from anything too “minimal” as it can look a bit “untidy”.  i was so embarrassed i wanted the floor to swallow me up but she was helpful, kind and very professional...it somehow made me feel at ease enough to continue.  There was a pair of panties with ruffles and there were also lots of tiny little g strings and crotchless panties.  i asked if any had matching bras and she said they didn't have any red bras at the moment.  i replied that i had been ordered to get the complete set.  It felt quite embarrassing to say that but also strangely liberating as i for the first time effectively “come out” to a stranger as a sissy slut submissive.  She apologised for the lack of stock and after a few seconds she said “Oh i have an idea” as she started walking to the other side of the shop. i followed behind her until we got to a stand with small packets of lingerie items...each with a super sexy woman wearing it in a picture on the front.  she picked out a packet with a woman wearing a red fishnet dress...”well this is sort of stockings and...” she looked on another stand...”these red panties will look fantastic underneath, i forgot we had those.  What do you think? it’s not what you were after but will it work?” ... All i could think of was my instruction from the Ladies “if in doubt go slutty”.  “Yes it will work i replied, thank you”.  We moved to the cash register so i could pay.

As She was putting the items in the bag i suddenly remembered...the butt plug!  i didn't know what to do...should i just cut my losses and leave with the stuff i had, should i go to ann summers on the high street and hope they had one?  Sod it i thought, she knows what i am and why i am here so i said it...”i forgot Miss, i have to buy a butt plug too”  Her face lit up...”oh i know just the thing” and she darted off to the sex toys area.  At this point i was quite worried...as i had passed through the toys area earlier having a cursory look the only butt plug i saw was a massive black one bigger than my fist.  As i stood there quietly, the other sales girl rearranging things about 4ft from me, the wait seemed like an eternity but very quickly she returned with a large but thankfully a realistically sized plug in a box.  We have just got these Dorcel Ultimate Plugs in they are absolutely fantastic and they vibrate too. Its a little expensive but well worth the price.”  i would have paid £100 at this point if it brought this experience to an end.  The Lady had been extremely helpful and had done her best to put me at ease but i was still more nervous and embarrassed than i had been in a long time! “that’s fine, i will take it.”  The items were bagged up, i paid the £50.97 and summoned up the courage to say “Thank you for your help Miss” loudly enough for the other sales girl to overhear too.  “You are welcome honey, have fun” she replied with a huge smile as i walked out of the shop and out onto the street with a plain black plastic bag in my hand.  As i walked back towards the car park my butterflies started to leave and were overcome by a feeling of pride.  i had been (relatively) open about what i was with the Lady in the shop and i felt really good about that, almost empowered.  i knew that i didn't have the items exactly like i had been ordered but i had followed as best i could and hadn't shirked from the challenge.  i hoped the Ladies would be amused.