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By *eanna OP TV/TS
over a year ago
Cwmfelifach, nr Newport |
"Would you like to come to a Vicars and Tarts party I'm organising"? Peter asked me, as we waited for a lift to leave work, "sounds like fun I replied" Peter smiled "oh yeah it will be, there's a difference though the males will dress up as the tarts and the females will be the vicar's"
Peter was probably the only person who knew of my secret desire to dress up as he had once seen me with stockings and suspenders on and as a true friend he kept my secret.
By the time we left the building to go our separate ways the details of the party were firmly remembered with instructions.
On the day of the party I prepared myself making sure I was completely hairless and smooth allover, I even put a thong on and rubbed a fake tan on leaving the white thong mark on my body, I was determined to look the part, Peter's instructions were to turn up in male mode as all clothing would be supplied for us to dress up and once dressed we had to wear a full hooded cloak until we were told to de-cloak.
I arrived on the time allocated, Peter met me and ushered me into a large room full of clothes, "I wanted you to be the first" he stated "pick what you want to wear and dress up in the maid's room" pointing to a door, I acknowledge by nodding "once you are ready there's another door from there that will take you to the dining area where drinks will be served, oh and with your cloak there's a mask you must wear until we disrobe" and with that he was gone, I felt like a child left in a toy shop collecting bits from here and there trying to think how to look like a complete tart without degrading the female, would it be st-trinients, a prostitute, a maid or even a mature student no, once in the dressing room I dressed up wearing black fishnet stockings with suspenders, black bra (with fake boobs), a black body hugging dress that had a split on one side above my stockings and was about 4" from my knees, I also wore black hi-line knickers and black heels, a wig and makeup was applied, I looked in the full mirror infront of me, a seductress if ever I saw.
I'm done I thought, I found the cloak with a white mask and put them both on, the cloak came with instructions to pull the hood over and in my view was far too long to walk I had to shuffle, I went through the door to the dining area.
A large table greeted me layed out for a banquet and in front was a bar with several people all dressed the same as me, I counted eight, including the bar staff also dressed the same way, this is so kinky I thought who is who?
I ordered a drink, which of course came with a straw and retired to a bar seat on the hope I may see the other people's shoes, none were visible.
"Hello people" came a voice over a tanoy it wasn't Peter, on the count of 1 you will all take your masks and cloaks off, 10...9...I could see people moving around, I got off my seat and joined them, 8...7...6, I started to become apprehensive, my heart starting to beat faster 5...4...3, somehow I was caught up in the frenzy and was walking faster 2......I ended up in the middle looking at a ring of hooded masks......1......the cloaks fell but the masks stayed on except mine. |
