Forced To Wear Panties Stories Novels & Stories

“Let’s see how innocent you really are.” He pushed my sundress up, exposing my white panties that were transparent from how wet I was. The wet spot was obvious. All six men groaned at the sight. “Fuck, look at that,” Ryan said. “Little good girl is dripping like a whore.” I should have stopped them. I should have run. But the filthy voice in my head was winning. Yes… touch me. Use me. Gangbang me like the disgusting slut I am. Derek hooked his fingers into my panties and slowly pulled them down. My smooth, pink, dripping pussy was exposed to all of them. I was so wet that a string of my cream connected my panties to my swollen lips as he removed them.

Janet felt it as he expertly slid her panties down to her ankles, sliding them off one leg, to leave them dangling on the other. With his free hand he pushed her legs apart, giving himself a nice view of her pussy. "Sir, please don't." She pleaded, trying to pull her legs back together. "I said no talking, Miss Fisher. You like being a bad girl, don't you?" he said, forcing her legs open again. "No, I don't, Sir. I don't think you should have taken my panties down. I'll do better, please. I won't even tell anyone about the...uhm...punishment." She said in a pathetic voice.

He slapped my breast and I yelped as he pushed me upwards before spreading my legs. "If it's too much just tell me to stop, okay?" I nodded even if I had zero intentions of telling him to stop, then he raised my nightwear to my chest and my wet cotton panties were the only thing standing between his mouth and my pussy. Fuck! Why do I even wear cotton panties it's so embarrassing, I will start wearing lace panties and lingerie from now on.

Lulu hissed in pain when Director Pierce not only added more force to the squeeze, but also attacked the other nipple. “These are all mine to do as I please. So, you better suck it in and remove those panties.” Lulu could only bob her head up and down like a robot, before enduring the pain and removing her panties, just like she had been directed. Director Pierce had warned her fiercely about ever wearing trousers that would inhibit him from having free access to her. In his words, she should always be ready for him, no matter where she went. “Aah” Lulu hissed once more.

Chapter Four Temptation in Plain Sight NOVA POV The day after my friends left me with the man whose company I’ve been dreading again since our last meeting started with my favorite panties going missing. Not just any panties, it’s my soft pink lace ones. The ones I bought after reading Velvet Nights because the heroine wore them before her boss bent her over a desk and ruined her for every other man in the city. They were my “just in case” panties. Just in case something scandalous ever happened.

“Hey, you will have to say something first.” “Yes… master,” I whispered, voice trembling. “Good. Now, go ahead,” he ordered. With swift, deliberate motion, I pulled off my panties, maintaining eye contact, before handing them over. Daniel collected the fabric, pressing his face into it, inhaling deeply, then folding it carefully into his pocket. “Here is your punishment, you will be coming to work tomorrow in a skirt… no panties.” His voice came low, authoritative, and possessive. No argument could pierce the command, and I shivered at the thought, both anxious and excited, knowing I had no choice but to obey.

I started twerking, hoping it would be more difficult for him to keep a grip on my ass. I felt dad's fingers grip the sides of my thong panties. He pulled the panties out, ripping the thin material with ease. Just like that, I now had no panties and was completely exposed. He threw my panties onto the floor, telling me, "Usually strippers are naked. I want the full experience. Is that OK?"

I told him while pointing my finger at his chest for emphasis. "Give me back my panties," I demanded loudly again. Dante reached into his pocket, pulled it out, and stepped closer, handing it to me. I grabbed it from his hand forcefully. I sat down on the edge of the bed to put my underwear back on, trying to maintain whatever dignity I had left. I felt humiliated that I even had to do this in front of him. Nothing about tonight had gone the way I thought it would when I agreed to come to this crazy club.

I need her leaking from both holes in order for the punishment to work. Now that I’m done releasing my own tension, I pull out and put her panties back in place and then I pull up her pants, “You will wear these cum-filled panties all day at work, and when we get home, I will fill you up again, and again. Do you have a problem with that?” “No, Sir.” She whispers breathlessly.

Alina pov I knelt patiently outside his office door, sitting back on my heels, wearing nothing but the delicate red lace panties I had bought just for him. The waiting was torture. The air smelt like the thick scent of arousal. Mr Parker ordered yesterday not to wash my pussy. The dried remains of my cum still clung on my skin, making it unbearable to control my desire. I had worn the same panties all night, touching myself again and again thinking about his long hard dick, that was going to get buried deep inside me.