You may have seen in the UK news about “Neknominate”

The press having been covering this a lot in the last week in the UK (more than likely exaggerating how popular it is)

One video doing the rounds is of a Woman who was nominated to down a can of lager in a supermarket in sexy undies and suspenders.

This set my sissy fantasy mind into overdrive.

Here is a little fantasy story.

“You can sit there playing with that cage with that thing you call a cock all you like, I’m not letting you out”

I was sat on the sofa with hands down my silk pink knickers, teasing my useless cock. When we were at home with no company wasn’t allowed to wear any male clothing. She always choose what I wore. Tonight she choose one of favourite outfits. A pair of soft pink knickers with matching suspender belt with a pair of black fishnet stockings. To match I was wearing a pair of pink high heels. On top a sheer black babydoll, to add to the wave of humiliation it didn’t matter that it was see-through, as it was to short to cover my underwear. The knickers were tight making it obvious that I was in chastity.

“I have given you an opportunity to get your hands on that thing, but so far you have decided not to”

When I came home from work a few nights ago she greeted me with a video of a NekNominate of a woman drinking a can of lager in her underwear. She walked into the store with a long brown coat. She took a can of lager out of her pocket and threw the brown coat on the floor. She stood there in black and white matching bra and panty set with stockings and heels. I couldn’t help but fantasize wearing them myself.

“I could use a giggle sissy boy, you like it really. How about you take off those male clothes and we go shopping” She giggled as I watched, playing it again and again. She undid my trousers and started stroking the knickers I had worn to work. “I’ll tell you what you do this and il let you spend the rest of the night with your cock lock off”

I imagined being that girl, my cock quickly straining against my cage. Of course I wanted to, but what if someone I knew saw me? She was wrong about one thing I didn’t like being a sissy, I loved being a sissy. “I have a long brown coat, you have a larger lingerie collection than I do. Do this for me and you can cum all you like” She started stroking my testicles before flicking the left one. “Come on bitch boy, are you going to it for me?”

She started stroking my knickers again, before sticking a finger into the waistband, pulling hard and letting go. Just imagining being that girl made let out a little sissy wimper. She laughed at me. “You not going to are you!” She started softly pressing her knee between my legs. All I could do is shake my head left to right. I knew what was coming.

She put he arms round me and kneed my hard in the balls. I slumped onto the floor. “Upstairs now!” I knew now wasn’t the time to argue. I crawled up the stairs, my trouser now round my ankles.

For the last few days the brown coat had been hanging in the front room. I thought of the video and started teasing myself faster. “Stop playing with that useless thing right now!, stand up and turn round now pantyboy” I did as instructed, she grabbed both of my wrists and placed them behind my back, quickly cuffing them. She then pushed me hard onto the sofa and causally sat next to me with her laptop.

I knew what she was going to show me. She had years worth of photos and videos of me being a sissy boy. It all started one drunken night when I couldn’t help but ask to try her knickers on. After I passed out she took photos. Since that night she has been using them to make me her sissy bitch. If I don’t do what she says she has an email ready to go to all my friends. She says she is liberating me rather than blackmailing me, sometimes I think shes right.

“I am fed up with you moping around that you can’t cum. If you aren’t going to choose to do the little dare I am going to force you. I am going to take the cuffs off, you are going to go upstairs. I will even let you choose your underwear. You will then come back downstairs and put on the brown coat. If you don’t I will sent this email. Someone you know may see you at the supermarket. Your close friends will know you are my personal sissy slave if they get this email”

What choice did I have? She unlocked me, I then walked upstairs. I couldn’t help but think about the video. I choose a matching white bra and knickers and knew I just had to wear some stockings.

I walked downstairs, the brown jacket was gone. “I need to make sure I get this on video, my phone needs a charge.” She had a chair from the dining, she placed it in the middle of the room and pointed at it. I sat down, she then tied me to the chair. She just laughed as she turned on the TV. It had the video of the woman in the supermarket on loop. She walked out and went upstairs. I then heard the bath taps. I was going to be here for a while. Every time it got the moment the woman took that coat off I felt a wave of excitement, humiliation and fear. The feeling did not lesson despite seeing the moment hundreds of times.

She returned wearing my favourite outfit of hers. A pair of wetlook leggings. They were skin tight, she wore french knickers underneath. Every part of the delicate lace created wonderful VPL. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on my erect cock. She was wearing a pair of chunky knee high boots that laced all the way up, along with a purple corset. She stood in front of me with her hands on her hips looking into my eyes. I tried to meet her eyes for as long as I could but couldn’t resist looking down at her body. She just smiled and then stood next to me. She grabbed my head and moved it to look at the screen. She then held it in place.

“Are you ready then? The coat and a can of lager are on a kitchen table. Put your motorcycle boots on, we don’t want to give anything away until the big reveal!” She grabbed her laptop and hovered the mouse over the send button of the email. “Am I going to send this email or are you going to do this?” I slowly noded. She untied me, I went to walk into the kitchen but she grabbed me.

“What are you?”

“I am your sissy bitch”

She let go and spanked my pantied ass laughing, I walked into the kitchen.

Not a word was said in the car. The drive felt like it took forever. I couldn’t help but open the front of the coat and slow stroke my knickers and stocking tops. If she had noticed me doing this she never mention anything. She wore a coat over her corset, unlike me, she was keeping her modesty.

It was time. “Come on then bitch boy” I got out of the car and started walking to the door. She was following me like in the video. As we neared the door she got her phone out and started to film me. Having seen the video countless times I knew what to do.

As I walked through the door I grabbed a shopping basket like the woman in the videos does. We then started browsing. We made our way round the store, we soon got to the clothing area. She laughed and grabbed my wrist. “I know where you will feel at home!” She dragged me to the lingerie section. She pushed me away and pointed the camera at me. She said nothing.

I took the can out of my pocket and opened it. I took one last look around. I threw the basket to the floor like the video. Before I knew it I had thrown the coat on the floor. I was in the middle of a shop in the lingerie section wearing a pair of white knickers, white bra, black suspender belt and stockings just like in the video. She just laughed. “Aren’t you supposed to be drinking the larger?”

I downed the lager as quick as I could, I have never been a heavy drinker. I shook the can but it still a little bit left. This happened a few time before it was empty.

She threw the coat at my feet. As I picked up she laughed and threw the key to my cage over to next aisle and walked off. I quickly put the coat on and ran to the isle. I made it out of the door just in time to watch her speed out of the car park.