Humiliation & Crossdressing

I confess, I cross dress so girls will make fun of me. Well this night, I got what I asked for, my friend Nicole loved humiliating me, she's done it lots of times and never holds back. So this night we had to pick up another girl in a town about an hours drive away, on the way down I was told that I had to be ready to be embarrassed. One thing was to make sure I had a lot of pictures on my phone just in case.

Well we picked this girl up and we started driving home. They sat in the back seat so they could talk and just do whatever, about half way home they got in to a pretty wild discussion about sex then suddenly Nicole said to give her my phone because she wanted to send a text. She just opened up my pics and showed the girl. They talked as if I wasn't even there, making fun of every picture. They said it was too bad I was such a little bitch because I had a really nice huge cock. Nicole didn't let up, she flipped to the next picture and they both laughed like crazy.

Her friend belted out "omg he wears a bra too". Nicole said "oh yeah he loves bras, always wears one and gets a hard on every time". She made me admit that it was all true, then they told me to show them what I had on, when I said I didn't have one that day her friend yanked hers out of her purse and told me to put it on because had just taken hers off. She said she likes the way hers tits jiggle in the car. Nicole watched them and said oh look they do,I was so frustrated because I couldn't see them.

They made me turn the mirror so I couldn't look too but made me pull over and put the bra on while they laughed. Nicole made me pass my shirt back to her and drive in just the bra while she also said if I didn't hurry up that my shirt would be going out the window so I wouldn't be able to hide my bra when I dropped them off at the party I was taking them to. The friend put it outside the window and closed the window on it so if someone hit the button it would be gone.

The rest of the way home they looked at my pics and showed me the ones they sent to the other girls phone. Just to finish off the night we stopped so I could take the bra off and to get my shirt back, I had to pull my pants down and hold my cock up high so they could look at it and snap a picture. Humiliating but fun.

I confess, I cross dress so girls will make fun of me. Well this night, I got what I asked for, my friend Nicole loved humiliating me, she's done it lots of times and never holds back. So this night we had to pick up another girl in a town about an hours drive away.

What a fun time, it sounds very exciting and humiliating. I would love something similar with diapers.

As a means of using humiliation as correction for misbehavior, my wife has many times made me do what she calls a 'punishment laundry'. I am made to go to a laundromat where there is a wash and fold service and drop my clothes off to be picked up later. My clothes are all my male shirts, socks, and jeans, but I also have to include my everyday undies which are pastel and print cotton Hanes and Fruit of the Loom full panties. I have been made to go to different laundromats, always with a female attendant. Invariably when I pick up my laundry, the panties are always neatly folded on top of the other clothes.

No matter how many times I've been made to do this I'm always humiliated when I go to pick up my order, especially if the attendant is a younger lady. I wonder what they're thinking when I come in and the flowered panties are sitting openly on display Several have had obvious smirks on their faces Only once, however, did an ( older) lady comment " interesting choice of undies" I must have turned beet red as she took her time giving me my change .

I also have numerous pairs of panties that are unmistakingly punitve -rough velcro sewn in sensitive places, slogans such as ""BAD BOY" or "SITS TO PEE "emblazoned across the seat in iron-on letters and several pairs of training pants.I dread her ever making these a part of my laundry !

I love to be humiliated by my wife in public she will either make fun of me wearing diapers out in public or female clothing and attire. When I wear diapers out she will take me to a mall and she will take a cute diaper bag for me with diapers, pacifier and baby bottle and skippy cup with her. She will walk around and once she knows I have wet or messed she will come over and check my diaper like a toddler and ask if her little baby wet or messed his diaper and does mommy need to change me. She speaks loud and ask if I need my bottle or paci. I love when's she does very exciting. If I am not in diapers then she like to dress me in panties, bra and nylons and puts a tampon I'm my butt. She then takes me out and teases me about walking like a girl and are u a little sissy boy. She will make a lot of comments that make me very embarrassed. She also teases me and ask if I need my tampon changed. This is the best makes me very hot.

Years ago, when I was just easing into crossdressing in public, I would sometimes wear pantyhose with a men's outfit including shorts. One day I had to go to the bathroom. The men's room was very crowded--a lot of men could see me as I was using the urinal, holding my shorts up while I held my pantyhose down. When I finished, I pulled my pantyhose up again, but in the process, I let go of my shorts and they fell to the floor. The room exploded in laughter! I was very embarrassed but very excited at the same time. What a thrill!

One Mardi Gras in New Orleans, my wife Pam and I had just parked under a bridge and we were getting out of the car to walk the 15 or 20 blocks to a good spot to watch a parade on Canal Street. I'd finished off half a bottle of bourbon on the way from our motel in the suburbs. On an impulse Pam talked me into a wearing a skimpy, feminine costume that she put together almost randomly in a few minutes by going through her suitcase in the trunk.

Pam had me get in the back seat, remove my clothes and put on totally sheer black pantyhose. It was cold, so I needed long sleeves up top to stay warm. Pam pulled out a stretchy light colored shirt or sweater that was skin tight on me when I put it on and barely came down to the top of my pantyhose. Then Pam gave me a piece of her lingerie that I liked on her. It looked like a faux leather one piece swimsuit in front. It was black, very stretchy, with high cut legs and a thong back. I was barely able to squeeze into it. The crotch was so tight that it almost forced my cock and balls up inside me. It flattened me out enough to give me a feminine look in front. In the back, the thong strap pulled my pantyhose tightly up between my butt cheeks. "I feel naked in back," I told Pam as I patted my strangely flat front.

She looked at me. "You look cute in front. Turn around...Yea, you do look naked in back. Nice ass, though. Come here." She put bright red lipstick on my lips and applied some other make up to my face. I knew I looked ridiculous, but I was too drunk to care or remember much at first. Walking the streets for hours I did get a lot of laughs and comments, some cat calls, and a few insults, but mostly laughter and I laughed along with all of it.

Mardi Gras is so strange that I didn't draw nearly as much attention as a lot of the even more oddly or skimpily dressed people. I was far from the only cross dresser. Many were obvious and ridiculous like me, some made you wonder, and some were perfectly passable trans-women or just sexy women, no way to know which. Bare skin was everywhere, male and female, so I eventually got used to wearing my skimpy costume. The cops will let almost anything short of total nudity go on that one weird day of the year. If I dressed the same way on Wednesday I'd probably end up in jail.

Being humiliated by a Woman while being cross dressed is one of my biggest turn on. My last Girlfriend loved to humiliate me when I wore lingerie or was cross dressed. She would do my make up and fix my wig and make sure my clothes were on properly and then she would cut loose with comments like: "How can you expect me to ever see you as a man dressed like that" or "I told two of my friends you are a sissy and not a man". She made me pose in feminine poses and sent photo to her four closest friends. When ever I occasionally see them they always humiliate me especially if they are with friends. The most humiliating thing is she told them she gives me regular spankings and they really tease me about being spanked when I run into them.

Being humiliated by a Woman while being cross dressed is one of my biggest turn on. My last Girlfriend loved to humiliate me when I wore lingerie or was cross dressed. She would do my make up and fix my wig and make sure my clothes were on properly and then she would cut loose with comments like: "How can you expect me to ever see you as a man dressed like that" or "I told two of my friends you are a sissy and not a man". She made me pose in feminine poses and sent photo to her four closest friends. When ever I occasionally see them they always humiliate me especially if they are with friends. The most humiliating thing is she told them she gives me regular spankings and they really tease me about being spanked when I run into them.

I have had several mistresses dress me up before taking me out and about, or better yet, when they have some friends over for fun. Sissies deserve to be humiliated, before being used, to show them they exist merely to serve women.