Asking For Lace 💕🛍️
Most people breeze through shops, confident, ordinary. You? You’re going to blush, stammer, and glow pink as you confess a little secret to a stranger. Today’s task is simple but devastating: you’re going to ask where the women’s lingerie section is, and pretend it’s for you.
The Dare
Pick a store with lingerie, a department store, a clothing shop, even a supermarket with a bra aisle. Approach a staff member, heart racing, and in your sweetest, shyest voice ask:
“Hi… could you tell me where the women’s lingerie section is?”
If they ask “for who?” or “what size?” you must blush and admit softly:
“It’s… for me.”
That’s it. No lies. No quick excuses. Just the blushy truth hanging in the air between you and a stranger.
Living the Dare
The moment the words leave your mouth, your whole body will heat. You’ll feel your cheeks burn, your pulse race, your knees weak. The staff will likely smile, act polite, maybe even chuckle softly, but it won’t matter. The humiliation will already be echoing through your chest.
Then, you must walk at least briefly into the lingerie section. Touch a bra, lift a panty, let the shame sink deep. Whether or not you buy something is irrelevant, your obedience is the goal.
How You’ll Feel
The humiliation will be unbearable. You’ll feel exposed, silly, girly, weak. And yet, you’ll also feel a secret pride: you actually said it. You actually admitted it. You asked for lingerie for yourself, out loud, in public.
That rush of fear and excitement will leave your panties soaked, your mind spinning, your body trembling for more.
Final Push
You must say it clearly once, not whispered, not hidden. Afterward, when you’re alone, I want you to whisper: “Mistress, I asked for lingerie for myself.”
Then touch your waistband and remember: your real lingerie is waiting.
Command
Do it this week, doll. No excuses. Ask for your lace, blush for your shame, and remember you belong in the lingerie section.