Yesterday I was put in my cage. It's my first 24 hours and it's hell.

Background.

I'm a married 40 year old married man, my Wife travels a lot with her job. My Mistress is 22 and a college student.

I'd been searching the internet for a female who'd be willing to sell her underwear to me for sometime now. I just love to wear panties. I've had no luck with my internet search and had giving up on the idea. One Friday evening, little over a month ago I was out with some friends having a few drinks in a quite little pub in the centre of town. My wife was away, on another one of her business trips. Towards the end of the evening, my friends had left and I decided to stay for one last drink when a group of young girls came in, they were giggling and chatting, just having a good time. One girl in particular caught my attention, she had long blond hair, worn a black satin short skirt and a red blouse, it was her smile and they way her deep blue eyes gazed over me that held me captive so I stuck around, listening to them chat. There conversation turned to money troubles been students they found it hard to keep up there social comments, when one girl turned around and said there's money to be made in selling your underwear to pervey men. They all laughed and giggled imaging what these pervey men got up to with there undies. I sat at the bar, not able to look at them, I could feel my face going red with shame. I finished my drink and left.

As I walked to get a taxi home a voice called out to me, excuse me she said, it was the blond girl in the black satin skirt, she said that she recognised me and that we live near one another and would I mind sharing a taxi with her as she does not like to travel alone at night. I said sure why not. We chatted and got on well and I asked her into my home for a drink, she asked me if I was trying to come on to her as she had no interested in pervey old men. I told her no I was just lonely with my wife away, to my surprise and delight she said okay. We sat and chatted for a while about things in general until I turned the conversation around to how hard it must be for a student to survive with very little money. She looked me directly in the eye and said "How much will you give me for the panties I'm wearing now". Oh god I thought, I couldn't meet her gaze, my eyes turned to the floor, my face red with shame. "I asked you a question, how much". I tried to speak, to tell her not to be so stupid as this was not my thing ( I don't know why I lied to her ) "How much honey" she asked. "If you give me 60 euros you can have the panties I'm wearing right now, come on you know you want them" to which I meekly replied a simple "yes". She told me to turn and face the wall, I could hear her taken off her panties, "Turn around" I did as I was told, "Good boy" she said holding out the panties, "Do you like them honey" "Do you want them" "Get down on your hands and knees and grawl over here and get them". I did as she commanded. "Put out your hands" she said with that perfect smile of her's, placing the warm panties in my outstreached hands she said "Now do what you do best, princess". I knew instantly what she wanted me to do and to my shame I unziped my fly pulled out my cock, she placed a finger under my chin and held my gaze, transfixed I wraped the warm silk around my cock, I came at once. She just gave me that knowing smile of hers and said the words I longed to hear my whole life. "Good girl"

That's how it began.