I was in my favourite lingerie department of a large store, buying a little something for my "girlfriend" that day. I was fondling a lovely pair of sheer aristoc silk seamed stockings and a new pair of black silk panties, and was just thinking about a great new figure hugging basque when I saw them from the corner of my eye. They were two of the most attractive, elegant women I had seen for a long time - tall and slim, wearing tight pencil skirts and silk blouses, with short jackets which really showed off their figures. They both wore very high heeled, black court shoes, and the way they moved and looked reminded me of John Willie's drawings in "Bizzare" of elegant, cruel women....they were having quite an effect on me, especially when one of them looked at me, then smiled and said something to her companion.....

I was getting so turned on, by the women and being surrounded by lingerie, that I just HAD to do something about it! Looking round and seeing I was unobserved, I made my way to a changing cubicle in the corner; pulling the curtain tightly shut behind me, I quickly undid my trousers and let them fall...I was of course wearing panties, suspender belt and stockings beneath them, as well as a silk teddy under my shirt. I looked at myself in the mirror - I have slim legs, a small, rounded bottom, a flat tummy, and long slender arms, so I think I look quite good in lingerie....I could feel my cock rising in my panties, straining the thin material, so I rubbed my palm over its length through the silk. It felt so good to touch myself, see myself as a sexy woman in the mirror, run my hands over my taut stockings and tight ass, then free my hardening prick from its restraint and start to jerk slowly, legs spread wide! I teased my cock until I was fully hard, then began slowly pumping my shaft with one hand, holding my balls with the other - I was so involved with my own image and pleasure that I never heard the small sounds from outside the cubicle.

Suddenly the curtain was pulled back, and I saw the two women filling the entrance! I was helplessly caught, hard cock in hand, wearing women's underwear, jerking off in a changing cubicle! Before I could speak the blond woman said;
"Well Amanda, look at this little slut! Just what we had in mind, I think? The bitch even has her own lingerie!" Her companion, tall with black glossy hair in a severe bob, replied;
"Mmmmm, you may be right Diana - but we'll have to indoctrinate her first; shouldn't be too hard..." To me she snapped "Don't worry, no-one else has seen you - and they won't if you come with us and do exactly as we say! Otherwise, you get exposed right now!" I nodded mutely, too embarassed to remonstrate or even speak. "Cover that up and follow us out quickly then!" she commanded. I did so, and was relieved to see that no-one was around as we left the lingerie department. I followed the women at a few paces, admiring their looks and how they walked even in my haze. Where were they taking me?

The answer was to a Bentley with darkened windows, parked outside the front of the store. There was a female chauffeur who opened the rear door for Diana; then Amanda indicated that I should get in next, followed by her. The door shut; I was sandwiched between two attractive women in the back of a large car, going somewhere unknown to me...I was nervous, but also excited and still half erect, which I tried to conceal by crossing my legs. "Forget that!" said Diana. "Uncross those legs!" Then they both began to strip my male clothes from me, ripping my shirt off, so I was left, blushing, in only my lingerie. "Well, we are a sexy little slut aren't we?" said Diana, her hand on my thigh, "All dressed up just for yourself? Such a waste!" I was getting excited again, my prick hardening by feeling their hands on my body, when suddenly they acted as one, grabbing me and throwing me across their laps, holding me down!. I felt a loop of cord encircle one wrist as it was dragged behind my back to meet its mate, and both were tied tightly, wound with several loops and cinched. My elbows were next as cord was looped round them and they were dragged closer together, making my arms useless...it all happened so quickly that I couldn't react, only writhe around on their laps. I tried kicking my heels up but received a few sharp smacks that deterred me, so I passively let my captors continue their very through job of binding me! My ankles were lashed together, the cord biting through the filmy nylon, and my legs were also tied and cinched above and below my knees. I was a helpless captive, all that was needed to finish it was a..."Mmmppphhh!" I managed as a silk scarf was thrust into my mouth, followed by wide tape across my lips.

The women sat me upright again between them. This time there was no concealing the huge hard-on I developed while being bound over their knees, my cock rubbing against their tight skirts - how did they know that bondage in lingerie turned me on so much? I had spent many hours tightly tieing and gagging myself, writhing and squirming on my bed, dreaming I was Sweet Gwen trussed by U69, until my moans and writhings and my reflection in the mirror made me so hard I came into my panties!
 This was heaven for me, to be bound and gagged by two beautiful women, and I simply couldn't help my excitement. My rigid cock straining for release in my panties felt so good I squirmed in my seat, trying to get some friction against my cockhead. "You'll have to do something about THAT, " said Amanda, "or she'll never fit her panties properly - and she's certainly in no position to do it herself." she continued, eyeing my trussed figure. "I'll see to it, "said Diana. I hardly believed it when her gloved hand snaked out and into my panties, freeing my cock, only to be captured again in her fingers, pulling my foreskin back slowly, langourously until it it was tight, my cockhead bulging, then moving back up the shaft, her fingers laced around me, squeezing....