Part 2

Sissy visits the adult theatre. Part 2

His cock was hot and hard.

This is why I’d visited  the theatre. The plan had been a fantasy for months. Dress the part. See what happened. I was aching for this exact anonymous use. I’d slipped in an hour ago, heart hammering, dressed in a tiny, tight black  skirt that barely covered my ass, a black button-up blouse. Tight and displaying my ample curves,  soft silk  stockings , and the most humiliating, thrilling part—a pink silicone butt plug and a delicate chastity cage kept my own excitement contained, a constant, reminder of my delicious submission.

I’d chosen a booth in the back row, the projector flickering some forgotten porn onto the screen. The first man had entered maybe ten minutes later. He didn’t say a word, just looked me up and down, his eyes lingering on my the gap between my skirt and my stocking tops. He gazed at that gap, and the crotch of my panties , that peaked tantalisingly from the base of my skirt. He unzipped, pulled his big hard cock out, and pointed at the floor in front of him.

‘Get on your knees. ‘

The submission was always the hottest part.