Novel & Cerita Forced To Wear Panties Stories

"Ernest just lost over ten grand, Bianca. Tonight, we'll use you to settle the debt." I looked at them in alarm, though my heart was racing for more than one reason. The very next second, Keith yanked the covers away. My legs were left completely exposed, and there was an obvious damp patch on my underwear. "G-Get away from me! You can't do this!" I desperately squeezed my legs together, attempting to hide the marks on my underwear. Then, two of them closed in on me from both sides before forcing my legs apart. Keith knelt between my thighs and stared at my heat. "You're soaking wet, Bianca. You must really want this, don't you?"

“This is for you. I want you to wear this whenever you consent to being forced or used. If you are not wearing this, I’ll take it as a sign that you want normal, vanilla sex. Understood?” She nodded, admiring the jewelry. “It’s beautiful.” “I’m glad you like it.” Summer extended her arm and said, “Help me with it.” So I did. Gently locking it around her dainty wrist. It looked perfect on her, and I loved the way her eyes gleamed looking at it. I couldn’t wait to spoil her more. She deserved to be spoiled. “Do you have something else for me, Sir?” Summer asked cheekily. “Yes, I do.” I leaned back on the desk and said, “Give me your panties before you go to your first shoot.”

Trembling, weak at the knees, I unzipped it and let it fall to the floor. "Remove those panties." Complying, I lowered them, noticing the wet spot in the narrow cotton lining that had soaked up my juices. "I'll take those. You won't be getting them back. By the way, start wearing sexier, thong-style panties from now on." I said, "Yes, sir" as I handed my panties to him across his desk. He inspected the wet spot, smelled it, then put my panties in his desk drawer. "You know what this is, don't you Miss Choi?" he said, glancing at the plug.

But I had a surprise for them tonight, and I was excited to show it. I was wearing one of the lingerie sets I had made. It was sheer dark blue, with a top that covered my large breasts, but the middle part was split, showing my stomach and the lace panties underneath. Yes, lace panties—something the seamstresses made for the first time, and they did an amazing job. They were just shy about it because it was kind of a semi-thong, which seemed vulgar to them. But hey, it’s also a great way to please our male partners, right? Very effective! I also gave a set to Natisa and Selam, who blushed like crazy when they saw them. I even gave them instructions on how to wear it. I mean, come on, the Tar

It seemed like they didn't like it when I tried to relieve myself of the ache. I could smell my arousal and I was certain they could as well. It got embarrassing when it rolled down my legs and both their gazes were locked onto my legs where my juices were rolling slowly until they reached the ground. My whole body turned red. I was beyond embarrassed, but the lust in their eyes told me they liked it. My conscious decision to not wear panties was only because I didn't have an appealing set of lingerie and I thought they would like it, but it was haunting me.

"Down. Now. You're wasting our precious time." They pushed me onto the wet grass, kicking my legs open, my dress pulling up. "Push your panties to your ankles. We wanna see that famous cunt." I dragged the thin fabric off my waist, down my knees and to my ankles, trailing my legs. My bare cunt lips was soaked, clit sticking out long and swollen like it always does when I was worked up. Slowly spreading my knees, panties hanging uselessly, keeping me in check, exposing everything for their eyes. "Fuuuckkkk...."Connor whistled. "Look at that fat wet gash. Clit's already begging for attention."

“You must experience it with only your panties just like us!” The problem was, I wasn’t wearing any panties. I started struggling again but it still didn’t work. So I grabbed Sienna’s butt and bit into it. Sienna yelped and immediately jumped off. She looked at me with a mix of insult and surprise. “What’d you do that for?”

He pushed his hands into my thighs and dragged down my panties from my waist and out of my legs. “What are you going to do with my panties?” I asked, my big round eyes filled with curiosity. “What do you think?” He tilted his head as he folded my panties and looked at me. “Open your mouth.” I was shocked and confused all at a time but I did what I was told and opened my mouth. “Good.” Chion stuffed my panties into my mouth, so as to muffle any scream or loud moan that could come out of me, as it could get both of us caught, if not by my brother, then a stranger.

Just imagining them kissing, touching, completely focused on each other, was enough to make my thoughts spiral and my knees feel weak. That was why I eventually accepted defeat. Still, I hadn’t expected Lucien to insist on me touching myself. If that was what they wanted, then fine, I was going to give them one hell of a show. I could be a tease too, after all. Their reactions on seeing my soaked panties was priceless. I relaxed against the headboard and spread my legs, giving them a clear view of what's under. Slowly, I slipped off my pants and threw it to a corner of the room.

I looked satisfied, well and truly fucked to satisfaction and as I caught a glimpse of my boobs, my heart fluttered at how they were covered in bruises and hickeys. “Use this.” Enzo ordered as he handed me a roll of tissue paper that I used to clean my legs up but it didn’t really do much to my pussy. “Put this on.” He added, he had carefully curated my outfit and as I stared at the slutty dress on the bed, I couldn’t find any panties. There was no way I’d wear a dress without panties, what if both our juices dripped down my legs in public? What am— My train of thought was interrupted when I saw the mischievous grin on Enzo’s lips. He knew exactly what was going to happen if I didn't have pa