Chapter 9: "Don't Cry, We Haven't Even Started Yet..."

Continued from chapter 8:

“Hi, I’m Madison, and this is my boyfriend Ero,” she says, her voice conspiratorial.

“I’m not sure how to ask, but do you have—” she leans in and whispers, “panties for men?”

“I’m not sure how to size my big boy here.”

The sales rep’s eyes go wide, her mouth forming an 'oh' of surprise as she appraises me before smiling at Madison and turning to me.

“Hi, I’m Erica. Is this going to be Ero’s first panty experience? We’ll probably want to take him to the dressing room to get him sized. We’ll need the privacy, because we’ll need him to be naked to get all of his measurements. Were you just wanting panties, or did you want him to try some other lingerie on as well?”

My cheeks flush, and I feel tears threaten to spill. I’m a grown man in my early thirties. Madison can’t be serious. It’s bad enough that I’m going to wear panties, but now this salesgirl, Erica, is going to be involved.

To make matters worse, Erica calls over another sales associate, Lauren, a dark-haired beauty with sleepy hooded eyes that give her the look of a sexy seductress. She wears a sinfully short satin mini dress, fluttering just below the curve of her perfect bottom.

“Lauren, you’re not going to believe this,” Erica starts.

Madison smiles at me like the cat that caught the cream and mouths,

“One. Full. Week.”

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Madison’s eyes sparkle with mischief as she watches me squirm, clearly relishing my discomfort. She leans in close, her breath hot against my ear.

“Aww, what’s the matter, Ero? Feeling a little shy? Don’t worry, darling. Erica and Lauren here are professionals. They’ve seen it all before. Haven’t you, girls?”

Erica nods enthusiastically, her ponytail bouncing. She wears a sage colored button down satin shirt with the tails tied at the bottom to bare her toned belly and white cutoff denim shorts.

“Oh yes, we’re very experienced! This is just part of the service we provide for our special customers.”

Lauren saunters over, her hips swaying hypnotically. She runs a finger down my chest, her touch electric even through my shirt.

“Mm, and he is a special customer, isn’t he? Such a pretty boy, all nervous and blushy. I bet he’ll look absolutely divine in some delicate satin and lace.”

“Lead on, ladies,” Madison says, her tone playful.

“We’re looking for silky, lacy, frilly, and especially feminine options. The girlier, the better. Panties, chemises, cami tops, short sets—definitely some kind of robe option.”

“Ero here is going to need a few different outfits for us to choose from. Let’s get him measured, and then we can shop for him…”

Madison follows Erica and Lauren to the fitting rooms, her hand possessively gripping my wrist. As we enter the private space, Erica locks the door behind us, the click of the lock sounding ominously final.

“Alright, Ero, honey, we need to strip you down to nothing, okay? We need to make sure we get our measurements right so your panties and lingerie fit perfectly,” Erica instructs.

Madison watches, her eyes raking over my form hungrily, a laugh bubbling in her throat. Lauren and Erica undress me until I stand naked before them.

Lauren produces a measuring tape, snapping it open with a wicked grin.

“Let’s get started, shall we? First things first—we need to measure around the widest part of your hips and buttocks. Bend over for me, sweetheart.”

My face burns with humiliation as I comply, feeling utterly exposed and ****. Madison circles me like a shark, drinking in every inch of my newly revealed skin.

Lauren and Erica's hands glide over my body, measuring my waist, butt, thighs, and chest. Their feminine fingers tickle against my skin, and I find myself aroused in the midst of this mortifying situation.

Erica’s eyes widen.

“Ummm, Madison, is he supposed to…?”

Lauren gasps with mock outrage.

“Are you kidding me? Ero, what do you have to say for yourself? Madison, do you want him getting excited like this?”

Madison feigns anger, but the laughter bubbling in her voice betrays her amusement.

“Girls, I am so sorry. What do you suggest we do with our naughty, horny, naked little boy here? I am so disappointed with him. I’m just going to sit here and let you decide what his punishment should be…”

Lauren and Erica exchange meaningful looks, silent communication passing between them. Erica steps forward, her voice taking on a stern, almost motherly tone.

“Now, Ero, we can’t have you getting all worked up like this. It’s terribly inappropriate behavior. What if a customer walked in and saw you in such a state? We’d lose our jobs!”

Lauren nods in agreement, circling me slowly like a predator stalking its prey.

“Yes, indeed. Such a naughty boy deserves to be punished. Perhaps we should teach him a lesson he won’t soon forget.”

From my bent-over position, my arousal undeniable, my eyes well with tears again.

They confer briefly in hushed tones before turning back to me, matching wicked grins on their faces. Erica clears her throat.

“Madison, we want to make sure we’re on the same page here. You’re telling us we can punish naughty, naked Ero here any way we choose?”

“I know what I want to do…” I feel a small, girly hand stroking my bare bottom.

I **** on a sob, disbelief washing over me. I can’t believe Madison is letting me be handled like this.

Lauren’s incredibly sexy face comes into view as she kneels in front of me.

“Shhhh, Ero, don’t cry. We haven’t even started yet, and when we do, you’ll want those tears, okay, sweetie?”

Madison smirks, leaning back in her chair with a languid stretch. Her eyes glitter with cruel amusement as she watches the scene unfold.

“Oh, absolutely, girls. Punish him however you see fit. He’s been such a bad boy, getting all excited like this. I think he needs to learn his place.”

She crosses her legs, drawing attention to her shapely calves.

“Just remember, ladies—he’s mine. Whatever fun you have with him, he belongs to me at the end of the day. Isn’t that right, pet?”

Madison’s gaze bores into me, daring me to defy her. Her voice drops to a husky purr.

“Go on then, Erica, Lauren. Show our naughty little Ero what happens to boys who can’t control themselves.”

Erica grins and turns to Lauren.

“Lauren, would you be so kind as to lock up the store? When you come back, bring one of those chairs in from the waiting area outside the changing room. Oh, and maybe a couple of clothes brushes, too?”

Lauren shrieks with laughter.

“Oh certainly not! Erica… are you really going to… you know?”

Erica, her hand still stroking my bottom, giggles.

“You bet Ero’s sweet bottom I am. This is happening. Lauren? Please go and get everything I asked for…”

Madison raises an eyebrow, curiosity piqued by their cryptic exchange. She leans forward, elbows resting on her knees, chin steepled as she watches Lauren scurry out of the fitting room.

“My my, Erica, what do you have planned for our naughty boy here? Something tells me it’s going to be quite the spectacle.”

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, anticipation and sadistic glee mingling in her gaze.

“Whatever it is, I approve wholeheartedly. Teach him a lesson he won’t soon forget. And do feel free to be as creative as you like—within reason, of course. We wouldn’t want to damage the merchandise… too much.”

Madison winks at me, a sharp smile full of dark promise.

Lauren is gone for only a minute and a half. She returns with a couple of long-handled wooden clothes brushes and one of the plastic chairs from the waiting room.

“Madison, if you don’t mind, can you take this chair? Lauren and I are going to use the changing room bench so we can both sit on it…” Erica suggests.

Madison obliges, smirking at what they are about to do.

Erica and Lauren sit down on the changing bench, looking at me in the full-length mirror.

“Ero, you naughty boy,” Erica starts.

“We were just trying to get you to look sexy for your girlfriend, and you got excited at another girl’s hands touching your body. It’s time to teach you a lesson.”

“Come on, Ero, time to face the music,” Lauren adds, patting her lap and looking at me expectantly.

Madison settles into the chair, crossing her legs primly as she watches with rapt attention. Her eyes gleam with malicious delight at the sight of me standing there, naked and trembling, faced with the prospect of being disciplined like a misbehaving child.

“Well, well, well. Looks like our naughty Ero is in for quite the spanking, girls. I do hope you give him what he deserves. A firm hand is just what a boy in his position needs.”

She leans back, getting comfortable as if settling in for a show. Her gaze rakes over my exposed form, lingering on my most intimate areas with brazen appreciation.

“Don’t hold back now, Erica, Lauren. Really put your backs into it. I want to hear him squeal. And Ero, darling…”

I look at her, tears rolling down my face.

“Madison… please…”

Madison’s expression softens for just a moment, a flicker of something almost tender in her eyes as she takes in my tear-streaked face. But it’s gone as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a look of cold determination.

“Shhh, baby. Hush now. You brought this on yourself with your naughty behavior. This is just a little lesson in self-control.”

She leans forward, her voice low and intense.

“Remember, Ero, every spank, every sting, is a reminder of who you belong to. Of the power I have over you. Embrace it.”

To be continued in chapter 10...