Christmas Panty Boy Slave

Catching a Panty Thief

It’s the holidays, and your girl loves to shop! I was gonna shop for a Christmas panty boy slave. I love to buy all those sexy, naughty items for my friends that they didn’t know they needed in their lives. The BDSM store makes a fortune off of me. Life is just too short for boring sex, and I make it my mission to make everyone’s Christmas a little brighter with cheer and some adult toys. There’s a holiday special on lingerie at my favorite little Kentucky boutique, and if my callers have learned anything, they know I like my lingerie!

I had not been in the boutique long as I stood by a display, eyeballing a sexy red leather collar, when I noticed a man off to the left of me acting really strange. He looked like a perfect Christmas panty boy slave, but I wasn’t sure if he was one just yet.  I’m not new to seeing men acting nervous in a lingerie store when trying to find something sexy for their significant other. I have to admit, the man had taste as he picked up a pair of delicate red ruffled panties, but I never expected to see him shove them into the pocket of his coat!

Shoplifting Pervert

He was an older gentleman with silver hair and brown eyes. In truth, he looked like an older version of the Sexy Gingerbread Man. I like a little mischievousness, so I decided to follow close and see what else he was going to take. He then sashayed over to the bras and found a matching red one for the panties and, just like clockwork, stuffed it in his pocket.

I was intrigued by the way he was picking out his items. He was holding them up against himself and looking at himself in the dressing floor mirrors. These were obviously for his own enjoyment. Watching his excitement when he saw the colors against his skin. I thought he would definitely  be a great Christmas panty boy slave! I could tell by the way his hands were shaking that this was his first time trying to steal from the store. He was sure to get caught, but I had already formed an idea.

I was hovering near the register as he tried to casually walk out the door when the beeper went off. I thought for a second he might run for it and take his chances, but I’m a good read on men, and your sexy Southern Phone Sex girl just knew he would face the punishment. The sales lady approached him, frustratingly. She was about to start talking when I walked in front of her and placed my hand on his shoulder.

“Dear, you were getting ready to leave and forgot you were holding my things… silly man!” I said.

His eyes went wide with shock.

Christmas Panty Boy Slave

I placed my hands in his pockets and pulled out the lingerie. “Stay right here, sweetheart,” I said. “I’ll pay, and then we can leave.” I placed all the items on the counter and let the sales lady, who bought my little lie, ring up all my items. He still stood there looking miserable and confused.

As she handed me the shopping bag and receipt, I walked over and placed my hand around his elbow. “Well, sweetheart, let’s go!” He followed me out of the boutique and was quiet. I then handed him the bag, smiled, and said, “Here, these are yours.” His face looked so stunned. He finally asked me why I had done that. I said, “Well, first off, my name’s Amber, and I could tell you weren’t used to stealing and 100% a little fag boy.

What is your name?” He said, “Jack.” “Nice to meet you, Jack. I’d like you to consider those a Christmas gift, but how about you take it up a notch and wear those for my friends and me later tonight over drinks?” “You want me to wear these in front of people?”

“Absolutely, Jack! You will make the perfect Christmas panty boy slave.   You need to model every delicate piece while we tease and torment you.” I could see his dick getting hard as he agreed! I wrote down my address and slapped his ass as I walked off, yelling, “Don’t be late, sissy boy!” as I turned to wink. His smile lit up the sky. He got some free lingerie, and I was getting to have some naughty fun… to be continued.

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