A humiliating shopping trip

Ms Lee was pleased with my recent panty purchases, but told me that she wanted me to have seven pairs, one for every day of the week. She has established a Panty Schedule for me, instructing me which pair to wear on each day.

I only had 5 pair of decent panties to wear on a daily basis.  I had some additional older panties, but they were a bit worn and would not meet Ms Lee’s standards. Thus I needed to purchase 2 more pair to meet Ms Lee’s expectation. This would mean a return trip to Macy’s and the possibility of encountering the same all too friendly sales lady again. I was very nervous about meeting her again as I was fearful she would know that I was shopping for myself. To make things worse, Ms Lee expected me to wear my red thong panties (see the photo in last week’s post) when I went on this shopping trip.

The embarrassment I suffered on this shopping trip was as bad (and worse) than I had expected. When I told Ms Lee about my little adventure she instructed me to post my narrative in my blog, word for word:

“I went shopping at Macy’s yesterday for my newest two pair of panties. My nervousness turned out to be completely justified. As soon as I walked into the lingerie section the friendly sales lady from the other day caught my eye and smiled. It was almost like she was expecting me to return. She then came over to to greet me, saying ‘You came back!’. I was mortified as the other nearby shoppers turned to look at me, realizing that my latest shopping spree was not going to be anonymous.

Maybe I was just being overly self conscious, and she never came out and said it, but the friendly sales lady seemed to make numerous suggestive comments hinting that she knew the panties were for me. First, she asked me how I liked the panties I had bought the other day. When she asked me how they fit, I almost died of embarrassment and started stuttering. Before I could say anything incriminating, she led me off to look at some possible selections. The entire time I was shopping with her I could feel my red thong panties tugging at my chastised cock and shaved balls.

When she showed me the first pair in the attached photos (NewPanties1, the polka dot panties) I could feel my heart begin to race. These panties are the smallest, most revealing yet. To make things worse, the only pair they had left were size small. The sales lady had me so flustered that I could not object when she said that she thought they would fit just fine. It may have been my imagination, but I thought I saw her look down at my crotch as she said that.”

Today I am wearing my pink and black thong panties that I purchased on my first shopping trip to Macy’s. Here is my current panty schedule that Ms Lee has assigned to me:

Sunday: 3rd most uncomfortable (Black lace)

Monday: 2nd most uncomfortable (Red thong)

Tuesday: most comfortable  (flowered panties)

Wednesday: more uncomfortable (Pink and black thong)

Thursday: even less comfortable  (Black pin stripes, my Paramour panties)

Friday: less comfortable (Black with white lace trim)

Saturday:  most uncomfortable Polka Dot thong)

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