I was driving on the motorway and stopped at a services, I was already in chastity.

I walked to the toilets and made sure there was no one behind me. When I entered I briefly looked around to check I was alone, I was. I knelt infront of the urinals, wanting to lick them but too scared of the concequences. Would it change me further? How far will I go? How will I ever stop? I resisted and took pictures of myself with urinals, It was fun and something I think I want to keep doing, as a beta sissy faggot.

I left, and walked back to my car, thinking about what I had just done. Pleased with myself and the next step in my beta sissy faggot training. I continued driving for half an hour, and arrived  at my next location, the car park. 

There is a car park with picknick benches and a toilet block where I like to go. The toilets are closed now but in the past I used to sneak into the ladies toilets to lick the toilet seats and into the mens to prance like a faggot. Tonight I am dressing in body stockings, thigh high black boots and a gimp mask. I slut walk around the carpark, gaining confidence whilst wondering if anyone else will turn in to the layby. One of my tasks was to squat piss in the middle of the carpark so I turned my car headlights on and squatted down with my chastity on show and my little dick inside I pissed on the floor and filmed it. I then had the idea to pose on each of the picknick tables on my hands and knees, which I did for fun. I walk around for a bit longer, circle around the toilet block, seeing if there are any old discarded knickers or condoms. I have found some in the past. I go back to my car for a smoke. I see headlights coming from the road and a few seconds later a car enteres the carparkit pulls up opposite and to my right. the man sat there on his phone for a minute before exiting and walking behind his car. I wondered if he was taking a piss because the toilets are always locked now. I instantly stared to think "what if he has had a piss?" I had never thought that but in that moment the only answer was "I should lick it up!". The man returned from behind his car and got back in, his lights turned on and he pulled away. I leaned forward to see that he had actually left, he had. I then opened my door and slipped out before running towards where the car had been parked. It was dark except for the light on the toilet block that still shone at night, it was cold and I was wearing only fishnet bodystockings, a bra, thigh boots, a gimp mask and my chasity. I reached where the car had been and saw the splash marks on the ground reflected by the light. I dropped to my hands and knees and without thinking began licking the ground, feeling the tarmac and grit whilst tasting for the first time, another mans piss. It is compulsion now, I am searching for the most piss, side to side icking the ground. I see a small puddle of piss garthered and press my lips into it, slurping up this mans piss. After a minute or so I get up from my knees, still licking my lips and walk towards my car. I have gone to the next step, I dreamt of lying in a urinal trough and wanking, then started wanking to big black cock pissing videos. I resisted licking the urinal earlier in the night but fate insisted that that was the night I would lick a mans piss. I did not hesitate at the second opportunity, and I will not again. I have made another step in my journy of a beta sissy faggot.

When I got back to my car I pulled out my dildo, only the small one, and slid itin to my ass. Then I got out so I could dildo ride in the carpark, I bounced on it for a while then I stuck the dildo to the side of my car and fucked it. I had had my fun and considered the night a success. I was now even more or a toilet worshipping, piss licking, beta. More pathetic than ever, humiliating, desperate little faggot.