FabGuys.com forum: Caught

By (user no longer on site) OP
3 weeks ago

A hot summers day I venture to the pub, before I do I dress up in a pink lace thong, stockings and a pleated skirt underneath my male clothes. I walk to the pub and stay there for a while, I decide to call it quits and head home but this time take a short cut through the park. I take out my tobacco and try to roll a cigarette but I drop the papers, I bend down to pick them up and I hear a voice…’alright love’ I quickly stand up and turn around and see a stocky mid 50’s guy looking me up and down. ‘Go on then give me a show’ he says, I stammer out of embarrassment and try to make an excuse to go but he grabs my hand and leans in a whispers ‘looks like your ready for a good seeing to you little slut’ as he grabs the waistband of my trousers and pulls them down revealing the skirt stockings and thong…

By (user no longer on site) OP
3 weeks ago

"A hot summers day I venture to the pub, before I do I dress up in a pink lace thong, stockings and a pleated skirt underneath my male clothes. I walk to the pub and stay there for a while, I decide to call it quits and head home but this time take a short cut through the park. I take out my tobacco and try to roll a cigarette but I drop the papers, I bend down to pick them up and I hear a voice…’alright love’ I quickly stand up and turn around and see a stocky mid 50’s guy looking me up and down. ‘Go on then give me a show’ he says, I stammer out of embarrassment and try to make an excuse to go but he grabs my hand and leans in a whispers ‘looks like your ready for a good seeing to you little slut’ as he grabs the waistband of my trousers and pulls them down revealing the skirt stockings and thong…"

I try to walk away, shaking like a leaf ‘not so fast you naughty slut, I’m gonna teach you how to be a good girl if you insist on dressing like one’, with that he uses his other hand to unzip his trousers, the air is still and quiet, no one around and near pitch black. ‘Get on your knees’ he says gruffly but I don’t, my knees are shaking and regret pours through my body, without warning *slap*, he slaps my face and grabs my chin ‘I’m not asking again’. I slowly lower to my knees…