Years ago my Mistress had me take her out for a meal . Before the meal she stipulated what clothes I should wear , now i thought nothing of this when she asked but when I arrived to pick her up I sensed a mischievous smile on her face . I was told to strip down naked , which of course I did double quick as I knew not to keep her waiting. She approached me holding a large marker pen and I knew what was coming she proceded to write humiliating phrases all over my body. Any thing from small dick insults to her name as in property of ,Mistress slave you name it she found a space .I then had to watch her as she slide her panties off by which time we're soaked and told to put them on . She loves it when I squirm and burn in embarrassment.

I slipped her panties up and finished off getting dressed again . Now my own brain told me everyone knew I was written all over and she loved my own paranoia as we walked into the restaurant.

She made sure to pull the panties up high so come up over my own trouser level and risked showing out the back if my shirt rode up any. The waiter came and she did her own subtle show of her own dominance by placing the order and ordering me only water I sat in silence paranoid he could see the words. I don't think I have ever been as uncomftable in a resurant ever . None of this was ever going to encroach on those unwilling to participate as she knew the words could not be seen but that my own mind would run riot and mess with me on its own.

At the end of the meal she just said he will pay and walked out leaving me sitting there on my own with the waiter , conscious of all the eyes on me as it looked like she stormed off, so a room full of judging eyes, my own paranoia that hey can see the writing or know I'm.wearing her panties. I have never had a experience like that before so now I knew I enjoyed being played with she was a total expert in making my own mind make things so much worse that it ever could have been .

We had lots of adventures so if you would like to hear more lete me know .