You are after all a sub for the night. After a nerve wracking wait, the limo pulls up at 7 o'clock sharp. As has been instructed, you step outside and...wait at the top of the drive.I tell the chaffeur to stay in his seat, I get out and go to greet you with a light peck on your cheek. I take the package from your trembling fingers and gently chide you for endangering the contents. Taking you by the elbow, I guide you to the limo. Opening the door, I step aside so you can get in.You look at me and. Before the girls had come in to help me dress I had found somethingbesides the panties in the corset box. Jessica had left a note and asmall egg shaped device maybe three inches long and an inch and a halfin diameter with a plastic cord connected to the end. The note said tolubricate the egg and slide it in my ass. I did just that and left thecord end out thinking it was to help remove the item later. It felt kindof sexy as I pulled up the panties and the egg was certainly a uniquesensation as. A Sissy Baby.In the interval, I grew up, and set myself on course and tried everything from private to public outings in slutwear and leather and latex and I always got a thrill, but I never was ashamed or scared or vulnerable like I was back then. When I go the store and mince down the diaper aisle, that feeling of shame and embarrassment begins to return, when I hit the checkout, I just have to stand there and wonder whether or not, the check-out girl is wondering if I have a c***d at home or. Without my gown the room was even more chilled. She tapped on the door and it opened silently. A fresh chamber pot was brought in and the other handed out."Is there anything you will need?" The maid asked formally at the door.I thought rapidly."Ah, a chair, to sit by the fire, perhaps a book?" A book, you can read? Very well I will see what is allowed." A short bow and she was gone.A chair was brought, with an extra blanket. A thick book. And she was gone again.I curled up in the chair with the.