Bra Boy Confessions: The Adventures of Mistress A's Bra Boy by Bra Boy

Author:Bra Boy [Boy, Bra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three — Humiliated by Mother-in-law

It was finally time for me to arrive at my ex-mother-in-law’s house to take care of the chores she’d instructed me to do. I was nervous, excited, somewhat afraid, and hard as a rock. She’d left a note on the front door.

“Let yourself in. Lock the door behind you. Come to my boudoir,” the note said.

The house was dimly lit, and smelled of fragrant candles, many of which were burning throughout the house. It reminded me of a stormy night with no electricity, even though it was clear outside.

Her bedroom door was cracked, and I could see through the slit that more candles were burning in her room. I pushed slightly on the door.

“Come on in, my pet,” she said.

I pushed the door wide open and walked in. Across the room, she sat in a large, plush chair with ornate armrests and a high, crushed velvet back. She was dressed in black panties, a black corset, thigh highs, black high heel pumps, large dangling earrings, multiple bracelets, and a huge string of pearls around her neck. She held a glass of wine in one hand.

With her other hand, she pointed her index finger at me, then at the floor, and said gently “on your hands and knees, and crawl to me.”

I did as told, and stopped at her feet. Her right foot stood firm in her pump, with the heel and ball of the shoe resting on the floor. She dangled her left high heel from her toes right in front of my face.

“Look up at me,” she said.

“This is how you will approach me from now on when it’s bra washing night. Do you understand, my pet? And do you remember the proper way to address me?” she said.

“Yes, Lady Elle,” I answered, my voice more confident than I thought I could muster.

“Very good,” she said, and drank from her wine glass.

She was a picture of beauty. Her gracefully-aged mature figure was stunning in her corset, and her cleavage was a sight to behold. I could almost see her nipples in the low cut of the material, but not quite.

“Now stand up, and undress,” she said.

I nervously stood, removed my shirt, kicked off my shoes, unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants, unzipped, then dropped my pants to the floor. I stepped out of them, and stood before her in my boxer shorts. My cock was already raging hard and stuck out very obviously. I hesitated pulling off my boxers.

“Well, well. My, my, my. Look at you. So excited, already. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you came over hoping to fuck me,” she giggled as she said it.

“Off with the boxers,” she said.

I pulled them down and off, and stood exposed in front of her, my body quivering in a mix of excitement, humiliation, and embarrassment.

“Now on your knees,” she said, pointing.

Back on my knees in front of her, I swallowed hard, and looked to her for my next instruction.

“Let’s get one thing straight right now.

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