Well……..my neighbour arrived about an hour after the phone call I made.
I opened the front door to be greeted by a red faced, stammering wreck of a man.
He was carrying Marks and Spencer’s bag and a bunch of flowers.
I invited him into my front room, sat him down, and sternly asked for an explanation as to why he had been stealing my underwear.
After ten minutes of evading the initial question I had asked, I had no choice other than to raise my voice and threaten that I call the police if I didn’t get a sensible answer.
Eventually, he offered the Marks and Spencer’s bag to me whilst explaining that he found me very attractive, and he had become obsessed with thought of having a trophy item of mine
Listening to his bleating excuses I opened the bag to find 6 pairs of silky panties, some fully fashioned stockings and a box of chocolates!
I didn’t realise so many pairs of panties had been taken ,or, that a pair of stockings had been stolen as well.
I explained that chocolates and flowers and excuses were not the answer, or, even returning my stolen items. They should never have been taken in the first place and he should never have entered onto my private property. I advised again that the authorities should be contacted.
At this stage he started to look terrified, and informed me his wife would leave him if she found out-or he could potentially lose his job if the police were called.
My mind started to tick, and a wry smile crossed my face . I got as close as possible to this helpless man and informed him he had been a very, very, very ,naughty boy! And, that in my book naughty boys get punished!
I knew Mistress Jane was popping by shortly as she had some clothes to take back to the shops across the way from me -so I decided to give this errant male a shock that he wouldn’t forget.
Not telling him of what was about to unfold I made him stand up and remove ALL of his clothes.
The jabbering wreck then turned and got quite cocky with me telling me I had no rights over him.
Infuriated, I reminded him that I had CCTV footage of him entering my property and stealing items from my washing line and I could prosecute him for such activities!!
His cockiness subsided and he stood up, lowering his head he became quiet.
I told him to strip all his clothes off so that he was completely naked.
Stumbling and fumbling he fell out of his corduroy trousers and oversized boxer shorts, pulled his jumper off and then attempted to pull his socks off. His clumsiness made him fall at the heel of my shoe. I rested one foot his head and told him to kiss the heel of my other shoe…NOW!
I heard something come out of his mouth to the effect of, I couldn’t make him do this sort of thing as it was humiliating! I soon stopped the flow of nonsense from his mouth by pushing my foot even hard on his head and reminded him to kiss my heel….
Like a puppy dog being trained he obediently kissed my heeled shoe.
He was then told to get up and remove his socks in a manner that was conducive with control and not clumsiness.
And so, there stood a completely naked male in my front room with a very red face, beads of sweat on his forehead and…………….and…………a big hard wet sticky cock pushing out in between his legs.
Shocked at what I saw I delved into the Marks and Spencer’s bag and brought out the stockings.
Standing in front of the naked man I took hold of his erect cock and started to bind his cock from the base of the balls all the way up the shaft with one stocking. With the other I tied a knot around the head of the hard cock then pulled it back against his tummy and tied the stocking around his waist. His cock and balls were firmly bound and restrained against his waist.
The man started to mumble again about how humiliating it all was and he was going to inform the police about me!
I told him not to talk such balderdash…. And with that the door went!
He looked terrified…and even more so when I told him to answer the front door.
He flatly refused…..I span him around slapped his bare bottom so hard that he gasped for air. I told him not be such a whining bitch …and to ANSWER MY DOOR NOW or I would call the police….
He ran out into the hallway and almost fell down the steps to the front door…
Spinning round he looked at me with wide scared eyes, a throbbing cock pulling against its bondage, and before he could even open his mouth to announce his fear I shouted…..NOW!
Fumbling with the latch he opened the door, trying to hide behind it as he opened it.
Mistress Jane came in-a massive grin on her face, and hands full of shopping bags…she peered around the door at the terrified naked man.
She instructed him to close the door and relieve her of all her bags-at the same time commenting on his tied up cock, poking it in amusement with her car keys, and, asking him what he had done to get himself in this position.
The man was flabbergasted at this stage and lost for words.
He stood completely naked in front of us…Jane commented on how excited his cock was and that should it be touched again it would come everywhere…we burst out laughing at the man’s predicament, then, I made him kneel down in front of Jane and explain why he was in my house…
Moments passed and he couldn’t say anything…so I threatened to make him stand outside the front door for the world to see if he didn’t speak…
He managed to tell Jane that he was a Panty Thief and he had been stealing may panties from my washing line.
Jane started to laugh again and raised her pleated blue skirt, to reveal fully fashioned stockings delicately pinned to suspender straps and shiny black satin panties creating a neat V shape above them.
The man’s eyes were at direct level with this view and she started to tease him by rubbing her crotch against his nose, laughing as she did so…she told him to sniff them as she thought that he was not only a panty thief but also a panty sniffer…
The man did as he was told as I reached down to tease his cock with a pair of satin pants he had returned…like an uncontrollable dog he was wriggling around uncontrollably as we teased his cock and face with our panties!.
He got so excited that he fell over in the hallway…we burst out laughing and Jane decided to roll him on his back, raise he skirt and sit on his face-forcing him to bury his face into her crotch.
She wriggled on his face –telling him she was going to use his face to make her panties all wet and sticky…I proceeded to sit on his thighs so he was completely immobile. The panties I had been teasing his cock with I decided to put on him.
Reaching down to his feet I slipped them over his ankles and up over his thighs and restrained cock and balls. I started to tease his cock through the satin panties he was wearing while Jane straddled his face making him sniff her panties and kiss her stocking tops!
We told him panty thieves get used by woman and played with….
His cock was getting bigger and bigger as we straddled him-he couldn’t move-he was helpless as we both sat on him.
He needed to be taught a lesson!
I commented to Jane that the panties he was wearing were getting sticky. Laughing we both got up and stood over him so he could get a full view up our skirts and see our panties and stocking tops. We took it in turns to reach down and tease his throbbing cock through the female panties he had been forced to wear, intermittently lowering ourselves over his face and making him kiss our warm hot panties.
We decided that he was getting far too excited and he had to go into the garden and hang up all the panties he had stolen on the washing line and we would watch……when he came back in he was to remove the panties we were wearing, lick the gussets clean with his tongue before hand washing them and then hanging them on the line.
We then wanted him to be our house boy for the rest of the day…to do whatever we wanted-foot massage, tea making, bath running, toilet slave, foot stool, panty seat…we would decide as the day unfolded….Laughing we watched as the naked man carried the Marks and Spencers bag up the hallway and towards the door that led out into the garden…
We watched through the window as he look absolutely terrified, stood by the washing line …frozen like a stunned rabbit. I tapped on the window to get his attention. I told him to hang the panties up and if he didn’t I would lock the back door so he would have to walk home naked in a pair of ladies panties…His head darting all around him to see if anyone could see him he tried to peg the panties on the line…dropping them and having to bend over and pick them up. As he did so the stockings around his cock and waist rubbed against the shaft ,stimulating it and making it hard-he couldn’t even hide his erection outside!
Laughing I tapped on the window again …telling him to hurry up as we wanted our panties removed then licked clean and washed….if he wasn’t in within two minutes we would tie him up outside in the garden…….
Well……..my neighbour arrived about an hour after the phone call I made.