The Great Panty Hunt

The day after I came here, we went shopping for things I needed. Panties were at the top of the list. I had on a pair when I was barred from the house. I managed to grab two dirty pair when I was let in. I washed panties in the motel sink with shampoo. One pair had a hole in the bottom/back the size of a saucer. I cut it up for a rag.

Tommy took me to the store so I could get a few things. A gift card helped me purchase things. I could not find style and size I wanted. The whole display was in disarray. So, I sought help from someone who told me just to look until I found what I wanted. I insisted I needed help. She slowly pretended she was searching. Then, like a flip was switched, she started in earnest to search. In the meantime, Tommy was behind us and then noted there were more around the corner. He was digging through these packs of panties and announced he found the brand and size.

After we left the store, I asked him if that was the first time he had ever been on a panty search. He laughed and say it was the only time, yes, the first time.


I awoke this morning after 12 hours sleep and felt, once again, like I had been beaten. I slept soundly with no disruptions.