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The Shopping Trip

By: mackeyjaymes



I decided I needed a little time to myself. A little shopping would do the trick. But, how could I satisfy all this pent up energy while shopping. My sexual tension level was through the roof. The old man couldn't or wouldn't do it for me anymore and there were to many people around for me to take the time to really get myself off. What to do to make it easier to get off? It came to me, how about a little teasing adventure. I figured that would get me so hot I could almost get off with out even touching myself.

I didn't need anything in particular, but, there was this shop down in Maryland that had all the toys and lingerie a person could need. That would be an excellent place to get me hot, get ideas, and maybe do a little teasing. You never know I might even get something for myself. Maybe one of those vibrators I could wear under my clothing... I could get off while driving and no one would ever know.

First I would have to pick a good outfit for the adventure. I go through the closet, first a skirt, knee-length but slit high on the thigh. Then I thought of the long skirt that buttons the entire length, I could have as much slit as I wanted. Definitely a day for a garter belt and stockings, but I can't decide whether or not to wear panties. Well I decide on a black lace garter belt and white sheer panty, sheer enough to see what little hair I have on my pussy. I side on the stockings, hook the garter belt around my waist, and proceed to attach the stockings. I next slip into a sexy pair of heels, nothing outrageous, but with a sexy ankle strap. Then I slide the sheer bikini panty on. I feel my pussy moisten just by the thought of being around others with this sinfully sexy under things on. I am tempted to slide my hand into my panties but fell I should save it. I step into the skirt and button it from the waist to the knee. I can adjust the skirt when I get in the car.

Next the top, with sexual intent I chose a black lace demi-cup bra. It is a size to small and barely covers my hardening nipples. In fact, they protrude through the lace edge. It creates a dramatic cleavage, real nice sexy cleavage. I cover my top with a snug-fitting button up sweater. I will have to put a coat on to get out of the house as the bra and my hard nipples are obvious through the sweater. I do my make-up and hair, nothing to wild, after all I'm just going shopping. Just shopping and maybe a little accidental teasing.

I get to the car and quickly drive from the house. First I open my long coat, and look down at my skirt. I unbutton the buttons till I feel the cool air on my thigh above my stockings. I glance down and decide a couple more buttons will show strap, just what I want. I work the buttons on the sweater till I get an ample amount o flesh showing, and just a hint of black lace. My nipples harden and my pussy moistens as I think of possible scenarios where I may be seen. I realize that I need gas, which will definitely be my first opportunity. I get in to the little town of Newkirk and look for gas station. I want one that is not packed; this will be my first shot. I got to build my courage.

It is not too packed and right along the highway. I could just use my card but decide to pay cash; it gives me an opportunity to walk into the store. With every step I take I feel the brisk cold winter air on my thigh. I know with out looking down that all that are looking can see my stocking tops and maybe even a garter strap. For only having sheer material covering my pussy it is extremely warm. I make sure my coat is open when I walk in the store, the clerk was very attentive as I leaned over to hand him the bill. I stop the pump a dollar short just for the thrill of walking back across the parking lot again. The second trip into the store I kneel down in the candy isle, just looking and showing a lot of thigh. My nipples are rock hard as the clerk hands me my change. I drop the change on the floor and slowly bend over to pick it up, might as well give a tit shot while I'm here. I pick it up and turn and walk out the door. As I open my door a man pulls in next to me, he gets a nice slow thigh shot as I get in my car. I am soaked and wanting to play with myself. But, I wait, as I know this can only get better.

I pull on to the highway, look at my directions, and adjust my skirt so now my wet panties are showing. Continue east on 357 to rt.9 the instructions read. I am in the left lane and being passed, slowly by several trucks. They seem to enjoy the view. I get over and off my exit. Left turn on to rt. 9 and the shop should be on the left just after the third traffic light. I pulses is rapid as I approach the third light. I see it but go to the convenience store on the right hand side of the road. I desperately need a drink and to calm myself. I park in the lot, button a couple buttons on my sweater as well as three on my skirt. I still will be showing a glimpse of stocking top while I walk and have my long coat on for safety.

The act walking is becoming thrilling. Every step I take my heels make a sound, a sound that says "look at me I'm sexy". And as everyone looks to the sound they see me, nipples protruding and a flash of nylon lace on my thigh. It makes me hotter and hotter as each set of eyes sees my display. I enter the store, get a drink and decide to browse the bottom shelf of the candy isle across from the counter. This lucky clerk gets a glimpse of wet white sheer nylon. I make sure he gets a good glimpse of cleavage as I turn and slowly rise, my skirt slowly dropping to a decent length. I make my purchase and slowly walk out. There sure are a lot of gentlemen when you dress and exude such sexiness.

I think I have enough courage to go to the store. I know I have to get something to give me the massive orgasm that has been building since I pulled the first stocking on. I should get some panties also, as these are completely soaked. It is a quick drive to the spot where I can make a u-turn and I am parked in front of the store in no time. 

I walk in the door like it is a store I am in all the time. My eyes spot the stocking display first, so many wonderful varieties and different colors. The smell of the leather from the shoes and boots is intoxicating. I proceed to browse through all the fine silk, satin, lace and leather lingerie. I love the textures on my hands and can only image them caressing my skin, especially my nipples and pussy. I find a red Lycra thong; it is very thin and stretchy. I am sure it will hug my pussy and caress my clit. I get it a size small because I want to feel it tightly against my sex. With that in hand I walk to the back section of the store. The store is empty with the exception of the girl clerk. As she walks back to me I see she is wearing a very sexy gothic corset in black and matching full ankle length skirt with 9-inch patent leather ankle boots. She asks me if I need help with anything. I stop, and build my courage. I say to her " I'm looking for something... that attaches ... you know ... around your waist ... and ...". At this point she stops me and says " you can relax, I know what you are talking about ". She walks past me and to the wall, " this is called Joni's Butterfly, this is what I believe you are trying to describe. They are a wonderful thing, and as you can see we have quite a variety. " She picks up another and continues, " this is the one I like best. It is a little smaller and very comfortable. I can wear it all day and pick and chose when I want to activate it and how much." She glances around the store and grabs my hand. "Come with me" she says as she leads me to the back room.

In the back room she gathers her skirt as she says, " I can show you, if you don't mind. After all it is just us girls." I shake my head in agreement. As she continues to pull up her skirt past her lace patterned thigh highs. I see the controller tucked in the elastic band of the right thigh as she pulls up the skirt to expose her thong. It was just like mine in black. I see the bulge of the toy.

She continues her sales pitch. " You see it is barely noticeable and stays where it works best. This also stays in place while making love. That is an awesome feeling." She pulls the top of her thong away from her body. I see a small butterfly tattoo on the smoothly shaved skin and then a colorful rubbery device with a wire attached. It is held in place by elastic straps. She lets go of the thong and reaches to her thigh. " You see it is very hide able and virtually silent". She said as she slides the control knob up.

I ask " is it difficult to put on?" I pause, " and what about under pants?"

She says, "I have even worn this in my bathing suit while sun bathing". She paused and said " if you want to by that, you can put it on back here and I will be out front if you need assistance". As the door chime rang. 

I said " okay, if you are sure it is all right" as she turned to tend to the store and the customer. This was about to be the turning point of my sexual life. I pulled my skirt up and removed my panties before sitting on the cushioned bench. I opened the toy and straightened the straps, stepped into it and adjusted it to snugly fit over my clitoris as it said in the instructions. Using a pair of scissors lying on the table I trimmed the excess strapping. And then slipped the red thong up my legs. It was very snug and aided in holding the toy in place. I slipped the controller in the top of my stocking and tried to do something with the excess wire. The clerk came back in to check on me.

She said " here let me help you with the wire. Stand up". She deftly wrapped the wire and twisted a tie around it. "There" she said" that's better; you'll have to put the batteries in as I have a customer out there". As she handed me the batteries and stepped back out to the store. I could here the man in the store thank here for help, but, said he was just browsing. His voice had an eerie familiarity to it. I know the boy from high school I dream so much about lives around here. But, could he be here. The man of my wet dreams in the same store as me on the day that I am on the edge of a super orgasm. This would be too good to be true.

I shove my wet white panties in my coat pocket and check myself in the mirror. I part the curtain and walk back out to the lingerie area. I saw him, it was him. I felt a small orgasm start in my pussy. I was sure he wouldn't recognize me. I knew exactly who he was. I wanted him. I browsed and tried to build my courage. I knew what I had to do; I just wasn't sure how to do it. I devised a plan, I would tease him. After I had his interest I would introduce myself.

I strolled over to what he was looking the leather corset he was looking at. I said " I bet your wife will love that. It looks so sexy." 

He said " there is no wife, she is only a girlfriend and I don't think there is anyway she would ever wear this for me. I am only dreaming." He looked at me and continued "how does your husband get you to dress so sexy for him. You either get into it as much as he does or really owe him"

" Well" I sighed; " he doesn't get into it. I dress like this to make myself feel better. I feel sexier dressing like this and from your comments it must be working. You do really think I look sexy? Or are you just saying that to be kind?"

He looked me up and down and whispered " I you weren't a married woman I would show you how sexy I think you are. In fact if we were any closer together you would be able to physically feel what I think of you dressed like that." 

I reached over and quickly brushed against the bulge in his jeans. He was defiantly turned on. But, I had yet to begin my teasing act. I wonder how much this poor guy is going to be able to take before coming on to me. I wonder how much it will take till I can feel that hard cock in the flesh. My pussy is quivering at the thought of being on my knees in front of him sucking him. I want to feel his balls in my hand as I suck the head of that cock. I want to make him cum with my mouth and hands. I need to have that hard cock.

I turned up the heat on him, holding up outfits to my body and asking what he would think of me wearing it. I knelt down to look an item on the bottom shelf and made sure he could see both down my sweater and the stocking top showing beneath my skirt. I kept glancing at the ever-growing bulge in his pants, he caught me looking once and I just licked my lips. We worked are way down the isle. He knelt next to me and placed his hand on my knee. I placed mine on top of his and slid it up my thigh. I had completely forgotten about the controller in my stocking top till I felt his hand on it. He smiled at me and asked me what it was for. I just looked at him and shook my head no. He smiled and slid the control up a little bit. He stood and pulled me up with him. I held onto his arm as the magic little device buzzed against my highly sensitive clit. I didn't know how much I could take and he looked at my state and me and reached down and shut it off. He knew my secret, but I knew I would soon be feeling his hot, hard cock in my mouth and hopefully my wet pussy.

The Shopping Trip



Mark pulled up outside the supermarket. He needed some screenwash for his car and this was the cheapest place to get it. Besides, it would give him chance to check out the Asian girls. There was a large Asian population in this area and Mark, although he was white, was very attracted to the women. Unfortunately they didn't seem to go out much so there was never any chance to meet them socially. No, his only chance of any Asian totty was here at the supermarket where about half the workers came from the Asian community.

Mark walked along the checkouts looking for one operated by a nice Asian girl. He soon spotted one and, waiting in the queue, he looked her over. Her long, black hair was tied back and her coffee coloured skin looked smooth and sensual. The uniform wasn't exactly flattering but he could just make out a nice pair of tits hidden beneath her blouse – they jiggled as she moved. Her trousers were stretched across wide hips and a beautiful well-rounded arse. Suddenly she looked up and caught him studying her. She smiled at him and her chocolate brown eyes seemed to sparkle.

"Hello" she said when he reached the head of the queue. She looked at his purchase.

"Do you know anything about cars?" she asked. Without waiting for an answer she continued "Mine's making a funny noise and I need someone to look at it". While she spoke her eyes burned into his. Mark felt his cock stiffen – he fancied this one like mad!

"I could have a look" he said. "Where is it?"

"It's in the staff car park round the back, but I don't finish until 7" she replied. Marks cock was now completely in control of the situation. He looked at the name badge on her lovely chest.

"OK Nadia. I'll see you in the car park at 7". The woman behind him in the queue cleared her throat noisily and Mark walked away.

He was back in the car park at 6.45. It was now dark but just after 7 he saw her come out of the staff entrance. He waved at her and she pointed towards her car. 

"I didn't think you'd come". She seemed pleased to see him. "I hope I do" thought Mark!

"It's making a funny noise" she continued.

"Start her up then" said Mark. He didn't know that much about cars but as he leaned looking into the engine he thought the squeaking noise indicated a loose fan belt. Nadia came round and stood very close to him. Marl moved his arm slightly and it rested against her breast. She didn't move away!

"I think I can fix it" said Mark and went and got some tools from his car. Ten minutes later it was fixed.

"That's great" said Nadia. "How can I repay you?"

"How about coming out with me for a drink".

"Oh! I don't drink, and anyway my husband doesn't like me going out on my own at night".

Mark replied "You wouldn't be on your own. You'd be with me".

"Well, I could hardly tell him that" she laughed. "You could come during the day, though".

Marks cock twitched as he heard that word again. "What time?" he asked hoarsely.

"How about midday tomorrow?" she asked. She wrote down her address and got into her car. "See you tomorrow, then" said Mark.

"I look forward to it" Nadia smiled.

Just before noon Nadia was getting ready to receive her visitor. She stood looking at herself in the mirror. Her long dark hair was freshly washed and shone in the light. She was 5ft 2ins tall with a 34-24-36 figure. She had been married to her husband, Hassan, for 8 years. They had a 2 year old girl. It hadn't exactly been an arranged marriage as her parents had given her the opportunity of rejecting their choice of husband. But she would never go against their wishes and so she had married Hassan. The sex wasn't good. She had been a virgin when they married and he was a good husband in every other way and she did love him. However, he thought only of himself when it came to lovemaking and he had never given her an orgasm. She had discussed it with her friends and knew there should be much more to it than what she experienced. Nadia didn't really know what had made her come on to the stranger in the supermarket but she knew that it excited her. She was now feeling that familiar wetness between her legs. He would be here soon and she had to get dressed. She selected a pale blue shalwar kamiz. The colour contrasted perfectly with her light brown skin. Underneath it she wore matching bra and panties, also blue but darker. The doorbell rang.

Nadia opened the door and let Mark in. He took off his jacket and stood looking at her. She looked very, very sexy. He noticed that her dark hair had just a hint of red in it.

"You look gorgeous" he said.

"I don't think so" she replied, coyly, playing with her hair.

Mark took her hand and brought it up to his mouth, kissing it gently. "Believe me, you look very sexy".

Marks other hand went behind her neck and he pulled her gently towards him. His lips brushed against hers and then he gently kissed her forehead. He let go of her hand and with one hand either side of her face he lifted her head towards his. Again his lips met hers, but this time he held them there. The kissing became more urgent and she forced her tongue into his mouth. One of his hands slid down her body to the middle of her back and he pulled her body into his. She broke away from his kiss, panting.

"We don't have much time" she whispered. "The baby's asleep but she only stays down for 15 or 20 minutes".

Mark put his mouth to her ear. "Oh, I can stay 'down' for much longer than that!" Nadia gasped involuntarily. "Let's go upstairs".

She led the way and Mark face was level with her round arse. He reached out and put both hands on her as she climbed the stairs. She led him into a bedroom and closed the door behind them. Mark took hold of her again and they kissed passionately. She undid his shirt and pulled it off him. Then she pushed him back onto the bed. As she stood before him she raised her arms and removed her shirt. Mark saw the dark blue bra encasing beautiful firm breasts. Nadia reached behind her and in a flash the bra joined the other clothes on the floor. Her dark chocolate nipples were big and hard and contrasted with the light coffee colour of her smooth skin. Mark reached forwards and slipped his thumbs into the waistband of her trousers. As he slid them down her blue panties came into view. He caught hold of these as well and took them down with her trousers. As her pussy came into view Marks cock twitched again. He saw that she was completely shaven and her pussy lips were glistening with wetness. Nadia stepped out of her trousers and Mark again pulled her to him. His mouth closed over a tit and his tongue danced round her hard nipple. Nadia closed her eyes and held his head in her hands. Mark moved his mouth over to her other nipple and circled it with his tongue. He then leaned back on to the bed, pulling her on top of him. He rolled over so that she was now laying on the bed and he was kneeling on the floor between her legs. He quickly unzipped his trousers and pulled them off, along with his pants and socks.

Mark leaned forward and kissed each nipple in turn. Slowly his tongue started tracing down her body, across her flat stomach until he reached the top of her pussy. He worked his tongue further downwards, moving down the inside of her thigh. Nadia opened her legs wide. Mark could smell her musky sweetness. His tongue continued down her leg to her knee, then he moved his head across to her other leg and slowly his tongue started back up towards her glistening slit. When he reached it he first kissed it gently, then started probing her wetness with his tongue. It rolled around inside her and his nose brushed against her clit. Nadias hips started to buck and she felt the orgasm wash over her. Marks face was drowned in her flowing juices as she came over it.

As she calmed down Mark got up and lay beside her on the bed, caressing her body gently. Nadia opened her eyes and saw his hard, white tool. She had never seen a white cock before and she had certainly never seen an uncircumcised one. She wanted it inside her and she reached out and took it into her hand. Slowly she started to rub it up and down. Marks eyes closed as she began to pump it harder. He knew he wasn't far off cumming so he rolled over on top of her. He took a pillow and placed it under her head, raising it so that she could look down and see him. Then he took another and pushed it under her arse, raising her hips off the bed. He moved down and kissed the top of her slit gently. As he did so he slid an arm under each of her legs. He started to kiss his way back up her body, his arms forcing her legs up into the air. His cock was pointing straight at her pussy. He moved upwards and the head of his cock split her cunt lips. Mark thought about the condom that he had put in his trouser pocket. It was a bit late for that now!

Nadia looked down and saw his white cock at the entrance of her pussy, his skin white against her light brown. She felt the uncut member enter her and she pushed her hips upwards. Mark slid deep,deep inside her and she felt another orgasm building. His cock was now thrusting into her.

"Oh, please! I'm going to cum again" Nadia screamed. "I want you to shoot inside me". As Mark looked down at her he saw her eyes close and felt her body tense. Watching her orgasm made his balls tighten and he felt his seed spurt into her cunt. He came like he hadn't cum before. Their bodies rocked together as their juices mixed.

Mark thought that this little brown girl was the best he'd ever had! Nadia felt like she'd never felt before!



The Shopping Trip



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I dragged you shopping with me today. I expected you to be annoyed and roll your eyes and make a fuss about how guys hate shopping but you didn't. I still ache in secret places because of what you did do though.

I was shopping for pretty girly things. Underwear and over the knee socks because I think tights and pantyhose are fugly. Why would I buy lovely pretty underwear to cover them with control top abominations. You laugh at me when I say this and your laughter is like sweet wine on my lips. Delicious and intoxicating. 

When I am done with my shopping list you make me try on pretty, delectable, naughty things that I would never wear for just myself. You make me try on a red and black corset with a matching thong and then you peek into the change room when I have it on and lick your lips and tell me with your eyes what dirty, lascivious, absolutely filthy things you are going to do to my body. I hear you whisper "Soon," and then you hand me a white camisole Teddy and a pair of poor boy shorts and tell me to put them on. They cover all my best bits and I pout at you as you look in again.

This time you come into the change-room and hand me another corset with garters hanging down. It is pale pink and shiny satin and I open my mouth to protest that it is too girly for someone my age but the look in your eyes stops the words before they reach my lips. I wait for you to leave the room while I change and then I realize you aren't going to and a flush covers my whole body as I pull the camisole up and off. I drop it to the bench and pull the poor boy panties off and I am naked in front of you. 

You gesture at the corset and I pull it on and adjust the garters so they hang just right to capture stockings that aren't there. I look around and pick up the matching g-string and pull it up my legs and as I smooth and twitch the panties into place I feel your hand on my hips and another on my back, pushing me down into position on the bench. My breath hitches and I look back at you with a mixture of fear and anticipation. My senses are swirling like a tornado. I am overwhelmed and so completely aroused. I am at your mercy and you know it.

You push the g-string to the side and whisper “Good girl “ as your feet push my ankles farther apart and even more open to you. I feel so incredibly vulnerable but those words melt any token resistance my rational brain might have tried to conjure up. I am panting as I hear the quiet rasp of your zipper and I swallow a moan with difficulty as I see you pull out your cock which is fully erect and weeping with arousal.

I am so incredibly wet I am surprised I do not hear a sloshing sound as you enter me swiftly. One stroke and you have filled me to the hilt and I feel your balls pushed against my ass. I swallow my gasp of surprise and the moan at the exquisite sensation of you filling me up. You begin fucking me swiftly. This is not making love, this is fucking pure and simple. Animalistic and oh so good. I can feel my orgasm building swift and hard. I have never been as in tune with a man as I am with you at this moment in time and when I feel the swelling of your cock within me I again have to swallow a whimper. “Please.” I whisper as my head hits the bench. You continue to fuck me, your rhythm not as smooth as you approach your release and then I hear your answering whisper, “Now.” and we explode together as the combined effect of your whispered word and the feel of your cock pulsing within me take effect. 

We stay as we are to recover our senses. Panting quietly as we return to earth after soaring into the heavens for that brief moment in time. Being with you feels like flying.



The Shopping Trip



"Come on lazy bones," Mandy said shaking the bed. "It's time to get up, we are going shopping for the holidays remember." 

Oh joy! How I hate shopping especially for holiday clothes.

Better get up I thought to myself, sooner we get going the sooner we get back. 

I went downstairs, Mandy was in the kitchen making a cup of tea, and she was naked. 

I walked up behind her and put my arms around her waist and kissed her neck.

"I love the outfit."

She smiled at me. 

Right I thought, might as well make myself a cup of tea, she will be a good few minutes getting ready; boy was I in for a shock. Less than 10 minutes later she called to me to get the car out.

She joined me in the car wearing her long coat, bit warm for that I thought to myself but didn't say anything, she smiled again. 

"Come on lets go, those shops won't empty themselves into my suitcase will they."

We live by one of those huge shopping malls, with every shop you can think of. As you enter the mall there is a security desk,where you walk through a rotating gate system,it can be a pain and causes big queues but they say it ensures safety for everyone within the mall,it also saves every shop having to have security in them, as everyone has to pass security to leave. This is when they go through your bags and check receipts etc. 

We walked through, and into the first of many shops.

Mandy was rummaging through the rails of summer dresses, T shirts and shorts, picking up the occasional dress and holding it up to herself to see how it looked.

"How can you tell anything with that big coat on," I said to her, "give it to me and look properly."

She shook her head and smiled at me, "come on," she said "I want to try these two dresses on."

We walked over to one of the changing cubicles that were dotted about the shop; Mandy pulled one of the curtains back and stepped inside.

"Want me to hold your coat love." I asked her.

She undid it with her back to me and slid it off her shoulders. She passed it to me without looking around. 

I gasped in shock; she was completely naked underneath it, her pert little bum cheeks on show to everyone. I quickly pulled the curtain over so nobody could see, and just popped my head through.

She turned and looked at me "Told you that you would enjoy this shopping trip didn't I." she smiled.

"What if someone had seen you then," I said,

"They might have reported you and got us kicked out of here."

"I thought you liked seeing me naked, and getting other people to see," she said "come on anyway we have got lots to do." 

I looked around the shop to see if anyone near had seen anything, a man was stood a few feet behind me with his wife, they were probably both in their mid-fifties. 

She was looking at the rails of clothes he looked completely bored, a bit like I usually do I thought to myself, but not today. 

I felt myself smiling as Mandy came away from the till, her new purchases in a bag, and her coat firmly fastened tight.

We walked into a few more shops but she couldn't find anything she liked. She eventually picked out two tops and a pair of shorts. I looked around the shop as she again headed to the changing cubicle; they were the same sort as before, just a little square with a curtain over the front.

Mandy stood there smiling at me, undid her coat and passed it to me, her perfect boobs on display, her nipples looked hard and pointed out just a bit. I looked down at her totally smooth pussy, she often just had a little tuft of blond hair on her lips, but today she was completely hairless. She smiled at me and pulled the curtain over.

I had completely forgotten where we were, and looked around to see if anyone had noticed. 

Was that the same guy as before stood with his wife?, she was looking through the rails, he was looking directly at the cubicle Mandy was in. 

Had he seen her little show? 

Did he know what she was wearing under her coat?.

Mandy opened the curtain again and asked for her coat. I handed it to her, if the stranger hadn't seen her before, he certainly did that time. His wife was still looking through the rails but his eyes were fixed firmly on Mandy's cubicle.

We went to the checkout and Mandy paid for her items. 

"Going well isn't it." she said smiling.

I told her that I thought she had been spotted, and that I had seen the same couple twice now, but wasn't completely sure he had seen her.

She blushed a little and giggled "Better try harder then." she said clenching her hand around mine.

The next shop was small and was full of underwear, she selected two bras and matching pants, the changing rooms here had wooden doors on, no curtains. I couldn't hide my disappointment. 

Mandy didn't look too upset though as she headed to the room. 

She handed me the clothes and opened the door, she hung her coat up on the hook and turned to look at me. 

She stood there again naked and held her hand out, "can I have an outfit please."

I stood staring at her.

"Hello are you in there." she giggled, holding out her hand. 

I gave her one set of underwear and she closed the door. I looked around, there they were again. 

I'm sure they were following us now, or at least he was dragging his partner around.

She was again looking at the rails of clothing, he was staring directly at Mandy's cubicle. 

The lady he was with spoke to him, but he was engrossed in what he was seeing. She elbowed him in the side to get his attention. 

I couldn't make out what he said to her, but she looked over at us and smiled, you know that knowing sort of smile!

Mandy opened the door again and handed me the first set she had tried on, I took it and handed her the second, as she closed the door, I looked in a nearby mirror. The couple were still nearby, and it was obvious that they had seen everything. 

The woman was straining her neck trying to see, the man was a bit more discreet, but you could tell they were both looking.

The next shop we went into was a huge department store; Mandy picked up a basket and started putting in bikinis, sarongs, and anything else she could find.

"Are you going to try all this on." I asked her.

Mandy just smiled at me again

"Well, I'm going to have to try on the bikinis at least aren't I."

We looked around the store, but couldn't see the changing rooms anywhere. Then I noticed them, not the changing rooms but the couple from the other shops.

I laughed at Mandy "Do you think they might be store detectives waiting to see if you pinch anything." I said.

Mandy punched me "I think they know I have nowhere to hide anything." she said smiling.

I think they were just a couple of people who liked looking I said to myself.

We walked around the store for a few more minutes, sort of looking at the clothes, but more looking for the changing cubicle.

We found a member of staff and asked if there was anywhere she could try some clothes on. She took us to a corner of the shop.

"Sorry sir, you will have to wait here," she told me, "this is a communal changing room, and men are not allowed in here."

Mandy looked worried, we had heard of these rooms before, but never actually used one in a store. They are like huge changing rooms at the gym or swimming pool, with mirrors everywhere.

Mandy walked in, followed by the woman from earlier with her own selection of clothes.

I looked around,the man was stood not far away from me. 

I stepped away from the door and started to look at the menswear, I knew there was going to be no show here.

I heard a voice behind me, "bit of a let-down this shop isn't it mate." 

I looked around, it was the man who had seen Mandy naked earlier.

"Cracking little body your Mrs got there mate," he said "I wish I could get my wife to shave her pubes like yours has." 

I nodded and smiled at him. So he had seen her naked!

"We are just having a bit of fun, hope you didn't mind." I said.

"Loved it mate," he said, "My Mrs didn't believe me till she saw that last flash."

Mandy came out of the changing room and grabbed my hand and almost dragged me to the checkout, we paid for her stuff and left. 

"Come on I need a drink." she told me as she dragged me into a coffee shop.

"You were in a bit of a hurry to get out of there love, what happened."

Mandy looked at me. 

"That woman from earlier, whose husband saw us in the other shop came into the changing room, I was stood there with my bag of clothes about to turn around and leave," she told me, "then that woman came behind me and said wow you got a lot of stuff there to try on, I will tell you how it looks seeing as your husband can't come in here."

I laughed, "So what did you do."

"Well," she said, "she almost took my coat off me, then after it was undone she went wow you're naked underneath, but she said it really loud. The other women in there turned and looked at Me." Her face was going redder and redder as she told me.

"Then she handed me the bikinis one at a time," she continued, "she told me her husband has seen me in one of the cubicles, and said that if I could shave my pussy and let people see, the least she could do was shave hers for him."

"So this was about her hubby seeing you have no pubes." 

"I think so," she said, "but I think she didn't quite believe I was naked under my coat and wanted to see for herself, after I tried a bikini on I told her that I didn't need to try any more and grabbed my coat, she stood behind me and lifted it onto my shoulders, then I got out as quick as I could."

I laughed and Mandy punched me in the arm.

"So are we going to carry on shopping?." I asked her.

"I think we have done enough for today don't you." she said.

I can honestly say it was the first time ever I was sad to finish a shopping trip. We ordered some food and finished our drinks.

"Come on," Mandy said, "Let's go home."

We made our way towards the exit of the mall, and I kept slipping my hand down the back of Mandy's coat to her bum, she pushed me away each time, laughing and telling me to behave.

At the exit there was the normal queue of people waiting to have their bags checked and receipts stamped, we stood and waited. Eventually we got to the front and put all the bags on the table. 

"Can I see your receipts please." the man asked.

I grabbed a few from my pockets, and Mandy got the others from her purse. He checked them all.

"Thanks very much, have a nice day." he said.

We walked through the security gate, and the alarms sounded, so we went back to the desk.

"One of the shops has probably left a security tag on something." the guard said tipping everything out onto the desk.

Nothing, no tags anywhere.

"Strange," the guard said, "would you mind walking back through the sensor please."

Not a problem, I knew we had nothing to hide. The alarm went again.

The guard looked at us "Are you sure you have nothing on your person that you shouldn't have." he asked.

"No, nothing at all." we both said at the same time.

"If you could just remove your coat for me sir, and go back through I'd appreciate it." he said.

I looked at Mandy, and for the first time I could see she looked a bit scared, what if he asked her to do the same?

I took my coat off, put it on the table and walked through the barrier. No alarm, he held up my coat and checked all the pockets. Nothing.

"Madam," he said "If you would do the same please."

Mandy looked at me, how were we going to get out of this?

"Can't you just check my pockets," Mandy said, "I don't see why I need to take my coat off."

"It's the rules," the guard said "we can't get accused of touching people then."

It made sense what he was saying, but that didn't help our situation.

We heard a woman's voice on his walkie talkie "If they won't comply, just phone the police and have them both arrested." she said.

"Yes ma'am," the guard replied. "That's my supervisor," he said, "she monitors us from her office and we are on camera."

"Would it be possible to speak to her." we asked.

The guard radioed her again, she said she would come down and asked us to move to one side and wait, as quite a queue was forming behind us.

"I can't take my coat off there are hundreds of people around." Mandy whispered to me.

"It's ok we will explain to the supervisor, I'm sure she has a heart and wouldn't want to embarrass you." I tried to reassure her.

We heard a voice behind us. 

"You have a simple choice, either remove the coat while my guard checks it and walk through the barrier or we will have you arrested, and you can do your explaining at the police station."

We had to look twice, it was the woman from earlier, and she knew Mandy was naked under her coat. 

She almost pushed Mandy towards the desk, she looked at me.

"This will be the biggest flash of the day wont it," she said "Maybe other wives will have their husband nag them to shave their pubes now too, instead of just mine."

Mandy heard what she said and looked around at me.

"Make your mind up now," the supervisor said loudly, "The police have been contacted and you will be arrested, even if you have nothing then they will charge you with wasting police time."

She was grinning broadly as she looked at the guard. He smiled back, they had obviously set this up, but how was the alarm going off?.

Mandy looked at them, "can't I just walk through the barrier, the alarm won't go off and you will see I don't have anything on me." she pleaded.

The supervisor looked at her, "Ok I am a fair person," she said "Lets get this over with, there are lots of people waiting behind you.This system will pick up if you have stolen anything."

The queue behind us was getting bigger and bigger, people who were still shopping were stopping to look at the "criminals" that had been stopped.

Mandy stepped forward, and into the barrier, the alarm rang again. 

"The coat please madam," the woman said, "We will find out now what you are hiding underneath it," 

She had a huge smile on her face, so did the guard.

Mandy looked at me, "What choice do I have." She said.

I knew she didn't want to wait for the police and be dragged away by them, but she didn't want to take her coat off and have a couple of hundred people who had now gathered see her naked.

She unbuttoned her coat, and slid it off her shoulders. The gathered crowd started to laugh and cheer as she stood there naked in front of everyone. The supervisor stepped towards her.

"I have to pad you down," she said, "its company policy."

"You can see she isn't hiding anything." I said. 

Mandy just looked at me and raised her arms.

The supervisor placed her hands down Mandy's side as if checking to see if anything was concealed on her.

"Turn around please." 

Mandy turned and faced the crowd, hands still out to her side as she was patted down again from behind. 

The crowd all cheered as they were treated to a full unobstructed frontal view.

Mandy's face was red but she held her head up. Cameras and mobile phones could be heard clicking from the people around us.

"Got it," the guard said, "there is a tag in one of the pockets of your coat."

"Oh I wonder how that could have got in there." the supervisor woman said, still holding onto Mandy's coat.

Mandy just stared at her; she must have put it into her pocket in the changing room I thought to myself. This was all planned by her after her husband saw us in the changing cubicle.

"Would you walk through the metal detector again please madam," the supervisor said, "just to make sure you have nothing hidden."

Mandy stepped forward and through the alarm and then back.

She got her coat back and put it on, buttoning it all the way up to her neck.

"Sorry for any inconvenience madam," the guard said, "hope you had a nice day shopping with us today, and you come back soon."

"I'm sure we all look forward to seeing you again." the supervisor said.



The Shopping Trip



The idea of shopping for a suit was becoming less appealing by the minute, as the traffic on the A30 crawled slowly towards the retail outlet. 

"I told you we should have taken a different route," you exclaim emphatically. 

"Perhaps playing with myself will make the time pass quicker, what do you think, Darling?" you inquire with a wry grin on your face. 

You gently rest your hand on my thigh; just your touch is enough to send ripples of excitement throughout my body. 

I try to clear my mind from all of the naughty thoughts I'm suddenly developing in mind.

You are dressed in a business style outfit. A tight pink blouse clings to your smooth curves. A black pencil skirt that outlines every line of your hips and finely toned legs ends just before your knees. I glance across at you and can already see your nipples straining against the silky material. You look at me and smile and slowly undo the top three buttons; a tiny whimper escapes from your lips. A reddening flush has spread across your throat and down your chest; your eyes have already started to glaze over. You lean back in the seat and start to slide your hand down your taut and toned body until you reach the hem of your skirt. You slowly lift your arse off the seat, pulling your skirt up around your waist, exposing your thong. Your juices are already slowly spreading across the pink gusset, and I can see the outline of your mound against the damp material.

My grip on the steering wheel tightens. I squirm in my seat as precum starts to leak, from my already swollen head, and soak into my boxers. 

You have now spread your legs, and out of the corner of my eye I watch your fingers, race up your soft inner thighs towards your pussy. Luckily, the traffic is now at a standstill. I turn and watch you. Your left hand pulls aside your sodden thong, revealing your swollen pussy. You pull your lips apart, and with resistance plunge two fingers, deep inside yourself. You pull your soaked fingers from inside you. Leaning across the handbrake, you push them firmly, into my mouth. The taste of your sweet nectar is intoxicating. As I suck them clean, I try and focus on the traffic lights. Which are changing to green three cars ahead of me. Thankfully, by the time I have regained my senses, we are at a standstill again. 

I look at your face, your cheeks are flushed. Your breathing is now shallow and rapid. Your urgency to cum is more than evident as your fingers thrust deeper and deeper inside yourself. Your right index finger is making hard circles around your engorged clit.

You spread your lips, pulling back the hood, exposi You are pushing hard against your clit; the two fingers of your left hand are racing in and out of your sopping pussy. Juices are running freely from you now, wetting your firm ass cheeks and pooling on the seat. I can see beads of sweat trickling down into your cleavage. I know your orgasm is near, and it isn't long until your back arches and your body convulses. You come in waves of pleasure; your screams of ecstasy seem to reverberate around the confines of the car. You slowly withdraw your fingers, bringing them to your mouth and sucking them clean. You adjust yourself, smiling across at me. As finally we pull into the car park, by now my body is becoming tense, straining for release. 

I feel dizzy as adrenalin surges through my body. By the time we have entered the shop, I am in an erotic haze. All I can focus on is the thought of ravaging your beautiful body. The smell of your perfume is intoxicating. We flick through rail after rail of suits. I can take it no more. I lean forward. 

"I want you here and now, follow me," I whisper. 

Your eyes close for a moment, I know just the sound of my voice can make you wet. I pick up two suits, take hold of your hand, I walk toward the changing room, My breathing is becoming more rapid, as I focus on the task at hand. 

"Wait here, I'll come and get you in a minute," I murmur in your ear.

I collect a token from the attendant, and find an empty cubicle at the end of a row. Hurriedly, I undress and put one of the suits on. Brazenly, I walk up to the assistant. "Is it okay if my girlfriend comes in? I need a second opinion."

She nods, barely looking at me. 

The door of the cubicle closes I turn, and before my eyes can focus on your beautiful face, I feel your tongue brushing my lips, so I open them, welcoming your tongue inside my mouth. Our kiss quickly becomes more passionate and urgent. My hands are running all over your body & I push you, towards the mirrored wall of the cubicle. My lips brush your collarbone moving lower. You have already anticipated my next move, and you are hastily undoing your blouse. I begin licking, sucking, and kissing one nipple. While you pinch and squeeze the other with your fingers. 

I feel your stomach muscles flutter, in anticipation beneath my fingers. My hands run up the inside of your thighs. My right hand starts to slide under the edge of my skirt; my ultimate goal is to release the building pressure from within you. My fingers make contact with your pussy lips through the sodden material of your thong. You gasp, your whole body quivering at my touch.

My middle finger plunges into your wetness, as my index finger rounds circles your clit. You pinch your nipples, and roll them between your thumb and finger. As I withdraw them, a moan escapes your lips. I bring my fingers up, and I look at them. They are coated in your glistening, sweet juice; your eyes meet my gaze. You lean forward and suck your juices from my fingers. I push them back deep inside you, and apply pressure to your g spot. 

Your left hand grabs the bulge in pants; rubbing it, my cock is swollen and hard. You free me as I continue the onslaught on your clit. I put one hand against your mouth, to stifle your moans. You squeeze me harder as I thrust my hips against your hand. Your hand works my cock free of my pants, driving me closer to climax. I turn you around so your breasts touch the cold glass mirror, and plunge myself deep inside of you. Gripping your hips I slam into you, with two deep thrusts I release cum deep inside your tight pussy. You quiver under the rush of your orgasm, and tremors rack your entire body as you come. Breathless we kiss before hastily getting dressed. With flushed faces, we hurriedly leave the changing room. We leave a crumpled pile of suits on the floor of the cubicle in our wake. 

As we exit the shop, the realisation of what has just happened dawns on me. I squeeze your hand tightly; I'm in a euphoric haze. You smile back at me, you still have a glint in your eye. By the time I get into the passenger seat my nerve ending are firing again. 

I want you so much I just can't resist you.

My middle finger plunges into your wetness, as my index finger rounds circles your clit. You pinch your nipples, and roll them between your thumb and finger. As I withdraw them, a moan escapes your lips. I bring my fingers up, and I look at them. They are coated in your glistening, sweet juice; your eyes meet my gaze. You lean forward and suck your juices from my fingers. I push them back deep inside you, and apply pressure to your g spot. 

Your left hand grabs the bulge in pants; rubbing it, my cock is swollen and hard. You free me as I continue the onslaught on your clit. I put one hand against your mouth, to stifle your moans. You squeeze me harder as I thrust my hips against your hand. Your hand works my cock free of my pants, driving me closer to climax. I turn you around so your breasts touch the cold glass mirror, and plunge myself deep inside of you. Gripping your hips I slam into you, with two deep thrusts I release cum deep inside your tight pussy. You quiver under the rush of your orgasm, and tremors rack your entire body as you come. Breathless we kiss before hastily getting dressed. With flushed faces, we hurriedly leave the changing room. We leave a crumpled pile of suits on the floor of the cubicle in our wake. 

As we exit the shop, the realisation of what has just happened dawns on me. I squeeze your hand tightly; I'm in a euphoric haze. You smile back at me; you still have a glint in your eye. By the time I get into the passenger seat my nerve ending are firing again.

I want you so much I just can't resist you. 

You look up smiling, cum dripping from the corner of your mouth. 

I lift your head from my lap, running my tongue from your chin to your mouth. As I catch the escaping salty mixture, with my tongue. We kiss deeply as we both savour the heavenly mix together. With one final lick of your lips, you resume your position behind the wheel, turning the key in the ignition and pulling back onto the road.



The Shopping Trip



I entered the department store to purchase some summer clothing; I started to look through the women's section, finding a few things I liked. I noticed a handsome young man near the same area that I was in, he had broad shoulders, and a grand chest and when he looked at me and smiled his eyes made me melt. His eyes were a gorgeous gray that just seemed to hypnotize me, and instantly made my cunt get damp. 

I looked away feeling as if he could tell what I was thinking, I am sure I was blushing because not only was my cunt heating up but the heat arose through my body and my face felt on fire.

I tried to go about my business, but soon I had bumped backwards into someone and as I turned around there, he was the great looking guy that I had been ogling at him! He was standing right there smiling at me. I stammered to tell him excuse me and with a sexy smile, he just said, "The pleasure is all mine." He then reached in front of me for a shirt that was hanging on a rack, he picked it up held in front of me and said" this would really show off those great eyes you have" and brushed his hand ever so lightly against my breast.

I realized I had been standing there for time holding that shirt against me, and he had been gone for sometime, So I snapped myself out of the trance that I was in, made sure no one was looking at me and headed to the dressing room to try on the items. 

I pulled a shirt over my head and looked into the mirror and realized that it was the shirt that the handsome young man had handed me, I again began to feel the heat rise between my legs, I could feel the dampness grow and my breathing began to quicken. 

I was so excited by his flirtatious behavior that I found myself very horny and needing to release some sexual tension. Therefore, there in the dressing room I pulled my skirt up around my hips, pulled my silky panties up tight so that they smashed against my clit and began to slide two fingers into my aching cunt. My nipples became erect with passion as imagined the handsome stranger here in the room with me taking advantage of my sweet honey pot. I imagine his tongue shoved into my mouth, his hands cupping my breast firmly and his bites on the flesh of my neck. I worked my fingers harder into my dripping wet pussy, and pulled the panties tighter against my clit. I imagine him dropping to his knees and sucking my cunt, biting my clit, and shoving three of his long fingers into me. I lost me breath for a moment, and then took my left breast from my bra, and began to suck the nipple. 

Riding my hand harder and feeling the juices run down my wrist I imagined him turning me around, shoving me against the wall of the dressing room, yanking my panties down, he forced my legs apart and with one shove drilled him cock into my cunt. I shuttered with pain and pleasure, as he crammed harder and me harder, I could feel the heat and passion grow, and I so wanted to cum all over his great cock. The pace quickened, his cock ramming and it was not long he had his hand against my clit making me have a tremendous orgasm; I could barely keep myself from screaming. He then slowly but deeply gave three last thrust with deep-throated grunts, he was filling my begging snatch with his hot jism and I loved it. I wanted to fuck him forever. 

I managed to come back to reality and cleaned myself up a bit. Redressed, finished trying on the clothing and then exited the dressing room and headed for the check out line. 

I felt more satisfied than I had in week, and it was the best shopping trip I can remember. As I paid for my items there at the exit door he stood, smiling as if he new what I had just done. I drove home feeling so content, and when I got home, I pulled the shirt out of the bag, laid it on the bed, and fucked myself into yet another fierce, frenzied climax. 



The Shopping Trip



It was a sultry summer day. I left the house wearing my sexy little blue skirt and a cream chiffon blouse unbuttoned just enough to show my voluptuous cleavage. Underneath I adorned this sexy pair of bright yellow crotch less panties trimmed in white lace. The tops of my stockings peeped out from beneath my skirt along with the little yellow bows that decorated the sexy garter holding them up. I decided that the weather was going to be much too hot to bind my hot tits. The chiffon blouse rubbed perfectly showing off my hard sexy nipples.

It was a day to shop for sexy items to take on my cruse to Tahiti next month. What fun that is going to be. I get in my sexy Jaguar convertible and roll the top down. I pin my long curls up so the wind doesn't destroy them. Heading down the freeway a sexy song plays on the radio. I can feel the wind blowing up my dress so I spread my legs even farther. Oh, it feels so hot. I begin to feel a tingle between my legs. I slide my hand up my dress and slowly begin to rub my sexy shaved pussy. Not surprising it was already very wet. I continue to rub on my panties and can feel they are staring to get wet. Paying not much attention to who or what was around, I look over to the other lane and a truck driver was riding right next to me. He looked at me and smiled. 

I smile back as I lifted my skirt and showed him my sexy little yellow panties. He got a really big smile on his face. I continued to play sliding my finger inside and slowly pulling it out. I begin to get really excited. I can feel an orgasm coming soon. I continue to play and show the trucker my pussy. I can see he's so excited and it's making me so hot. I start to cum as I look over at him. He can see by the look on my face that I'm almost there. I keep rubbing my clit and sliding my fingers in my wet pulsating pussy. Finally I cum and my fingers are covered in it. I look over at the trucker and slip my fingers into my mouth licking my sweet cum off. The look on his face is that of surprise and excitement. I wave goodbye and speed ahead as my exit is vast approaching.

I pull into the parking lot of the mall and find a place right under a tree. I turn off the car and take a look at myself in the mirror and put a little pink lipstick on my lips. I step one leg out of the car and my shirt raises just enough to show the lace on my stockings and about an inch of the strap to my sexy yellow garter. I get out of the car and decide to adjust my stockings. As I lift my shirt to adjust them I glace over at the car right next to me. Sitting in the car was this really hot guy. He had the sexiest, bluest eyes I had ever seen. His hair was dark and his skin olive. 

What a hunk. I smiled and continued to adjust my stockings. Maybe showing a little more than I would have otherwise. He smiles back and winked at me with those sapphire eyes. That just got me going. First stop... the lingerie store. I walk into the store and I get so hot seeing all the sexy panties and stuff. I like to touch them and feel what they are going to feel like on my pussy. While I'm looking at the garters on the rack next to the dressing room, I notice an attractive blonde woman inside the dressing room closes to the entrance. She didn't close the curtain while she changed. I stood there and watched as she put on this beautiful pink lace bra that was so sheer you could see her rather large nipples. Then she put on a matching pair of panties that were also very sheer. I could look in the mirror and see her pussy lips through them. Then she puts on this sexy matching slip with garter attached and some black fish net stockings. What an awesome outfit.

She turned and posed for the longest time and as I watched I felt my pussy tingling and starting to get wet. Then I decided... what the hell. I stood behind the rack and slipped my hand up my skirt and began to masturbate right there in the store. I started to get really wobbly and had to hold onto the rack with the other hand. I kept playing with my clit and rubbing it through my panties as I watched this sexy lady pose for herself in the mirror. Suddenly I began to cum and I continued to rub until I couldn't take it any longer. I came again very quickly. As I regained my composure I looked over in the mirror and then toward the dressing room. I look at the hot lady and she just smiled at me like she knew what had just happened. Slightly embarrassed, I quickly picked out the very same outfit that she modeled and headed straight for the check out.

When I left the store I headed for the surf shop. I have to have a new bikini for Tahiti. I walk into the store and begin to blouse through the racks. I pick out a cute little red Hawaiian flowered string bikini, a purple crochet one that looks like it will show much of what I have, and finally a cute little pink shorts one with a push up bra top. I head into the dressing room and the clerk just happens to be the hunk in the parking lot. Oh, my I thought. Someone to model for. I quickly decided to get the dressing room closest to the entrance and forgot (wink, wink) to close the curtain all the way. Standing in front of the mirror with a great view of him I slowly take my little skirt off and stand there for a moment in my stockings. Then I slowly removed my top unbuttoning the buttons slowly and sensually. 

Then I bend over with my ass toward the opening in the curtain and I look up in the mirror and see he's watching. That got me very excited. I take off my stocking and bend over to remove my cute little yellow see through panties. I make sure he gets a good shot of my ass and my pussy lips. Wonder if he likes to look at shaved pussy lips. I try on each of the suits and see the excitement in his beautiful blue eyes every time I remove my clothes. This made my pussy so hot. So I put my stocking and panties back on and stand in front of the mirror and begin to rub my nipples and pinch them making them so hard. Then look into the mirror at him and start rubbing my clit through my sexy panties. 

I can feel the juices staring to leak through my panties. Then I move my panties over and squat a little and played with my pussy until I came. I stood there for a few minutes until my cum dripped onto the floor of the dressing room. I put my panties back into place and slipped on my skirt and my blouse. Then I gathered my things and decided on the string bikini and headed for the register. When I got there no one was there. Soon he walks behind the counter and asked if that was all for me. I got a big smile on my face and said yes, unfortunately and smiled at him. I paid for my things and he said thank you. And then said "really... thank you." I smiled and said "you are very welcome." I left the store and headed for my car.

When I got into my car I could not help but notice his car sitting next to mine. I decided to place my number on his windshield. That is yet a whole other story. 



The Shopping Trip



With eyes as big as saucers and full of longing I gazed back up at your serious, handsome face and saw the concern etched in your own eyes, contrasting with the strong, determined set of your jaw.

"Oh Phillip I don't know if I can..." I breathlessly murmured, "I, I don't know if I am ready for that yet."

Your firm but gentle hand reached out and softly stroked my cheek.

"Sarah, oh my sweet, darling Sarah." You smiled, "You have nothing to fear, and nothing to be ashamed of my love... You will be with me and I will not leave you for a moment... We will just be two people in love wandering around a few shops and maybe stopping for a coffee or something. You will be just fine darling. Trust me..."

"But what shall I wear?" I said almost to myself, causing you to laugh out loud.

"Darling you will look wonderful whatever you wear... You always do."

My heart was hammering in my chest as I looked up into your twinkling, smiling eyes and then making my decision I flung my arms around your neck and kissed you like an excited teenager.

I pottered around the house throughout the rest of the morning with my mind in a whirl while you caught up on some unfinished business in your office. I had to get my make-up just right, not too heavy but still feminine enough to look passable, and I had to find the right balance with my clothes... I was not going to embarrass you or my self by looking like a hooker, so I chose a black calf length dress that gave a glimpse of leg when I walked, but was decent enough to pass in the street and a pretty maroon wrap with sparkly bits in it.

I prepared my hair and makeup, slipped into my thong and fastened my bra before pulling on my hold-up stockings. Then stepping into my heels I finally added a whisper of Channel No5 to my neck and wrists and presented myself to you in your office.

"Will I do darling?" I asked innocently, as I watched your eyes open wide in appreciation.

"You'll do for me my Sarah but you may turn a few heads in the street looking like that." You laughed.

I skipped out of the way as you took a lunge at me and slapped your hand away in fun.

"Oh don't you dare Mr Jones..." I said in mock anger, "I haven't taken Two hours to get ready for you to muss me all up now."

I allowed you to catch me and pull me towards you and we embraced in a hot, passionate kiss, but then I felt you stirring and your hands started to wander menacingly into my panties, so I wiggled out of your grasp and fended you off.

"I have to get dressed darling. Now control yourself!"

"That's easy for you to say gorgeous, you shouldn't look so bloody edible!"

"Well you can eat me later Tiger, for now I have to get dressed."

It didn't take me much longer to get ready and I waited for you to finish up in your office. When you were done you held me in your arms and gave me a comforting squeeze.

"Come on Sarah, let's go."

You led me out to your car and like the gentleman you are you held the door open for me, and like the lady I am... Your lady, I gave you a flash of my stocking top as I got in.

The drive to the shopping mall did not take very long but my heart was pounding on the way there as I realised that I was really going out in public for the first time... You were so supportive and encouraging and I was very aware that you were doing all this for my benefit, to help bring me out of my shell and to be more confident as a woman... I was so proud of you and so much in love! I could never have come this far without you, and as scared as I was, I felt wrapped up in your love like a security blanket. As long as you were with me I knew I could face the World with some semblance of courage... You give me the strength to believe in myself and I held onto you, drawing on your innate confidence with a grip of steel!

After my initial panic I did calm down somewhat, and once I realised that everybody was not going to stop and point at me it became much easier. I got the odd look here and there but you acted as though everything was perfectly normal and I followed your lead and just tried to act natural. After a while everything was natural, really, and I started to enjoy myself and relax. As ever you were acutely attuned to my mood and frame of mind and as we sat down in a small bistro for a coffee you leaned across the table and suddenly kissed me! Oh my goodness, I went as red as a berry and a tingle rushed right through my body... The smile that touched my lips was quite genuine though...

We sat there holding hands for a while and I no longer cared what people thought. I was with my man, the love of my life and I was as happy as a lark!

From there we wandered about a bit more, just window shopping, until you finally led me to a little Italian restaurant. It was a beautiful little place and very romantic. We sat in a quiet corner and just gazed into each others eyes as we sipped Chianti and soaked up the atmosphere. It was late afternoon now and we were both quite hungry, so you ordered for both of us from the menu and we quietly chatted as we waited for the meal to arrive.

I looked at you as you sat there, and for the millionth time I wondered how on Earth I had been lucky enough to find such a wonderful, caring man... The love poured out of me like a burst dam and I felt tears of pure happiness dampening the corners of my eyes... I fought them back as I dare not destroy my make-up, but inside my heart was breaking with pure, unadulterated love for you.

We left the restaurant hand in hand about two hours later and made our way back home.

As soon as the front door was shut I literally threw myself at you covered you with kisses.

"Oh Phillip...! Oh my love, you are wonderful!" I was breathless with excitement and again I kissed you like a crazy woman." I am going to make love to you tonight like you have never known it my darling... Tonight I am going to be something special!"

I kissed you one more time then took you by the hand and sat you in your favourite seat.

"Now you sit there baby and I am going to get you a nice Jack Daniels my darling."

I stood up slowly, seductively raking my nails down your inner thigh and swayed my hips outrageously as I sauntered off into the kitchen. I smiled to myself as I knew how you liked to take charge in these situations, but tonight was MY night! Bringing back your drink I sat down in front of you and nestled between your legs stroking your thigh. You looked so relaxed as you sat there and I was rather pleased with myself that I made you feel so at peace, so comfortable.

We chatted for a while and you asked me how I felt about my day, but after a while I refreshed your drink and excused myself to go and change.

When I returned you had put on some sexy, soul music and I walked around the chair to stand in front of you. I was rather pleased with the effect as I saw your eyes bulge in appreciation... I had put on a sheer, white blouse and mini skirt that didn't quite cover my stocking tops with a pair of lethal white stilettos. I stood with hands on hips and my legs slightly apart as I let your eyes feast on my body... The overall image was one of virginal bride, meets porn queen and I gave you a questioning gaze as I stood before you.

"You like...?" I asked in a low sexy voice.

"I like Sarah, I like very much!"

I smiled wickedly and walked seductively around to the back of the chair where I began to gently massage your temples as I whispered into your ear.

"Phillip I want you... I need your cock inside me... I need you to come in your Sarah... I need you to fuck me baby."

You knew that I never used such vulgar language and the effect on you was startling as you almost leapt out of the chair, and approached me with an evil gleam in your eye. I placed my hands on your chest to stop you taking me right then and there, but you still managed to wrap your arms around me and pull me close.

I was so grateful that you were allowing me to play out my little game... You were letting me take the lead with a bemused smile on your face, almost like an indulgent father. Although this father was going to do more than just bounce me on his knee...

"Ah, aaah... Not so fast big boy." I chided, "Upstairs..."

"Sod upstairs Sarah... I want you NOW!" You growled huskily.

"Well you are going to have to catch me first then!" I giggled as I twisted out of your arms and made a bee-line for the stairs. You were hot on my heels and I squealed with delight as I just managed to elude you in your dash to catch me. I made it to the bedroom and threw myself onto the bed just ahead of you. You were on me in seconds and after a bit of squirming you found my lips and devoured me with the most passionate kiss! I melted into you with my heart pounding out a tattoo as my arousal soared to new heights. Wiggling my way on top I straddled your thighs and sat up, rubbing myself into your groin.

The atmosphere in the room was crackling with erotic energy and your eyes were alight with a burning desire while you waited for me to make the next move. I started to slowly unbutton your shirt and I ran my painted nails down your chest, making your stomach muscles contract involuntarily. I removed the shirt, quickly followed by the rest of your clothing as I wanted you naked for me. Climbing back onto the bed I asked you to lay still and gently kissed your forehead, then slowly, working my way down, inch by inch I kissed your face, neck and chest. Your huge erection was very obvious as I skirted your thigh, but I did not touch it even though it was crying out to be held... I continued to kiss my way down your legs and feet and then I asked you to turn over for me. Working my way back up your beautiful frame I was not content until I had kissed every single inch of your body... Except one...

Rolling you onto your back once more I again straddled you and felt the hardness of your erection pressing against the soft, bare flesh above my stocking tops.

"Did you like that darling?" I asked quietly.

"Mmmmm... Sarah, yes I did. It felt really nice darling..."

I smiled warmly and leaned forward to kiss you on your soft lips.

"Well you just lay still my love and I am going to make you feel even better..."

Easing my way down the bed I stopped when my head was level with your beautiful erect penis and one by one my painted fingers slowly wrapped themselves around it. My tongue darted out and started to lick and tease your balls as I massaged you with my hand, my other hand tracing small circles on your firm, flat stomach. I shivered as I heard you moan and lifting my head I engulfed the tip of your enticing manhood with my mouth. Feeling your hips push forward I allowed you to push yourself further into me and used my tongue to scrape along the under side of your solid shaft. I began to suck on you and to work my way into a slow, steady rhythm while you gyrated your hips in arousal. Feeling you build in response I sucked harder and increased my rhythm as I fucked you with my mouth, all the while gently stroking your balls with my free hand. I felt them contract and your beautiful erect cock pulsed in my mouth as I got my first taste of your pre-come, but not wanting you to finish so quickly I eased my way off of you and again leaned forward to kiss you.

"Sarah darling... You have to let me fuck you sweetheart... God you're driving me bonkers girl..."

I placed a finger on your lips.

"Shhhhh... My love. Tonight Sarah is in charge. This is my thank you for today darling..."

"But..."

"Shhhhh... Darling. You just lay still..."

I stood up and removed my thong panty then reaching down I picked up a tube of lubrication gel, and as you watched in fascination I fingered a goodly amount into my rear... I stroked more onto your impossibly erect shaft and then straddled you once again. Your face was a picture of ecstasy and burning lust as I lowered myself down onto you, guiding your beautiful cock into me. I had to force myself to relax as this rod of steel first pushed into me and the twinge of pain that I knew would soon ease heightened my senses ten fold. I felt your strong hands reach down and grasp my member and you started to masturbate me as I eased myself further down onto your groin. I was panting now and my body was shaking wildly as I exulted in being physically joined to my husband once again. Gently at first I guided my body up and down your incredible cock, but before long I had built into a steady rhythm as the pain eased and the intense pleasure took over... All rhyme and reason flew out of the window now and I was taken over in a vortex of animal lust as I fucked my beautiful, loving husband! The genuine thrill of having my darling Phillip inside me brought tears of joy to my eyes and I shuddered again with the intensity off it all... I was heaving myself up and down your shaft now and I could feel your body tense up beneath me as your huge cock pulsed madly. My own arousal was at its peak as you skilfully massaged my penis and I did not know how much longer I could hold out. I did not have to wait long however as you groaned out loud and your glorious cock suddenly erupted deep inside me, filling me to the brim with the wonderful gift of your hot seed... My mind exploded at that point and I saw fireworks behind my eyes as I also erupted into orgasm, sending a stream of come splattering over your heaving chest! I rammed myself down onto you and together we were truly joined as our mutual orgasm took its mind blowing course!

As we began to finally calm down I remained still, impaled by you and revelling in our beautiful love making... My love for you knew no bounds and I was awash with a raging tide of emotion. Still buried deep inside you managed to sit up and kiss me tenderly.

"Sarah I love you so much... You are the best wife a man could ever wish for."

"And you Phillip are my world, my love, my life and I just couldn't live without you now my husband."

We kissed again and then I somewhat reluctantly eased myself off your still firm member... squeezing my buttocks together to keep your beautiful gift inside. I rushed to the bathroom to clean up and shortly returned with a bowl of warm soapy water and towel to clean you up as well. When we were both decent again I finally undressed... which wasn't easy, as I tended to leak as I took off my stockings. When I was done though I snuggled down into your arms and dreamed happily of the wonderful day you had given me and smiled warmly as I felt your come, a real part of you my Phillip deep inside my sated and contented body!



The Shopping Trip



You were out shopping alone and why shouldn't you be? It was a wonderful evening and you just love shopping. You had bought shoes, and a dress, jeans, a T-shirt and some wonderful new thongs. All that was left to do was go back to the car and go home to your wonderful blokey. How he was going to be in luck tonight!! You were SO horny!! You could practically orgasm from force of will alone right now but are saving yourself for Craig.... Oh yes he was in luck tonight!!! He wouldn't know what hit him!!

With these thoughts running through your mind you walked through the alley way that lead to the Taxi rank. Suddenly a chill runs through your spine. You are not alone. You inch forward, only a few more feet to go till the alley opens up. But nothing happens. You sigh with relief and head towards the nearest Taxi.

You open the door and get in and bark your home address. The car pulls off and you close your eyes and try and calm yourself down. You think of all the things you are going to do to Craig. You smile as you think that maybe tonight you will tell him about your urge to wee on him as you cum. You so want to do that it hurts. But you don't know how he will take it. But you try and focus on the good side as if he loves it and you are turned on even more getting very wet and you wriggle in your seat with delight. Still with you eyes closed you begin to realise the car is slowing and then stopping. You can't be home yet? You cant even be half way home! As you begin to open your eyes something is sprayed in your face and you gasp. It is an aftershave and it goes right in your eyes. Oh! The pain! You slam you eyes shut unable to open them from the pain and start to scream. But a hand clamps over your mouth and you can't say anything. You feel a gag being placed over your mouth but as you struggle you KNOW you can't stop these strong hands. After gagging you your hands are tied behind your back and then a blindfold put over your eyes. There is nothing for it. You must just sit and wait and see what happens.

The car starts to move and you spend time calming yourself down. You try and think of nice thoughts. Thinking of Craig and his sex. Thinking of your other man and his tongue. Anything to calm you down. But now you are getting horny again and you are torn between the fright of your situation and the super horny feeling you have felt all day. The car stops once more and the door beside you opens. You are lifted bodily by firm hands out of the car and carried for a few mins. You know that you are taken into a building and that you are in a room that needed a key.

Once inside you are being undressed totally. Your hands are released to remove your top and to put a new one on. As your captor is trying to tie you up you reach out and scratch him. You know you have drawn blood and are sure he will have a big scar on his neck to remind him of you. Then you are tied up again. Your skirt is removed and your pants and you are dressed in a thong and some jeans. You can't see what you are wearing but you guess you are wearing your new clothes. Now you find that your legs are being tied also. You begin to panic but try instead to focus on your happy thoughts.

Your gag is removed and you utter a big sigh and start to hurl abuse. But as you do a cup is thrust to your lips and water is being poured into your mouth and all over your face. You have no option but to drink. Drink and try to breathe a little in between. When the cup is empty you breathe heavy but it soon returns and you are drowning again. Drink or drown. You drink as fast as you can. More and more is poured into you and all over your body and breasts. After three or four cups this stops and as you try and catch your breath the gag is replaced. You are once again unable to talk.

Then everything goes quiet. And you are left alone. You sink into your own world and think your happy thoughts. Why couldn't you be at home fucking your Craig? Or maybe your other man? Or better still both together. That would be nice. A pang of guilt runs through you as you realise that you shouldn't be having these thoughts while you are tied up here. But you can't help it. Your bladder is filling and you have been horny all day. GOD what is happening to you!!

After a period of time, maybe half an hour, maybe more you begin to hear whispers across the room. You sense someone approaching and your jeans being undone and pulled down to your ankles. Your feet are still tied so you cannot do anything to resist. A tear wells in your eye as you feel a hand slide up your leg and pull your thong to the side. Without warning a finger is thrust inside you hard! Although you would wish otherwise, you are moist and can't help but enjoy the feeling. GOD how could you like this? Next you feel you T-shirt being lifted up and someone is biting your nipples. Biting harder and harder. Two people are raping you and you can do nothing to stop it. This time you begin to cry. Your frustration wells up inside and you struggle. All thoughts of enjoyment gone as you wriggle and squirm as hard as you can. Trying to get away. To stop this madness. Please!

SLAP! You are hit as hard as you have ever been hit across your face and you instantly stop moving. But it doesn't stop there. SLAP! SLAP. SLAP! You are hit three more times and you can feel your face lift up in bruises. You hang your head and weep silently as your captors resume there fondling and biting. Your mouth is swelling and you know you will not be able to shout out in pain or for help. 

As you think this, your gag is removed and it hurts bitterly. You taste blood from your bust lip and you can do nothing. You begin to loose consciousness but are awakened by water being poured over your face. You gasp at the pain but say nothing.

The finger thrusting inside you suddenly stops and you are given a minute to calm yourself. You breathe deeply and calmly until you are fully calm. You try once again to focus on your happy thoughts and remind yourself of the people who love you and who and who make love to you. How sweet that feels. How those caresses make you happy.

Next you feel you are slid to the edge of the chair until your pussy hangs just over the edge. You feel the presence of a body close and you know you are about to be violated by a penis. You brace yourself for the horror of it and then the thrust comes. Someone slides all the way into you effortlessly and he is huge! You gasp involuntary, you cant help it! You know you should be disgusted but you cant be.... It feels fantastic!! You are dragged off the chair onto the floor and your leg ropes are cut. The man remounts you and thrusts once more. Hard! Fast! God it is nice!! But you should hate it!! You should kick him as he withdraws but you don't. You thrust toward him. You want that hugeness back in you and soon!! As you thrust forward he thrusts back in and you feel fuller than you have ever felt before!! You scream, but in delight not pain and start to breathe heavily as you are pounded faster and faster. After a few more strokes he pulls out and starts to help you kneel up. Once up he spreads your legs and slides in so he is underneath you. You are riding him. Fast Hard and deep. Your hands still tied. The blindfold still on. All you can think of is cumming on this enormous Cock!

Then you sense someone in front of you. A hand grabs you hair and pulls you forward. You open your mouth expecting and wanting to suck on a cock you to your surprise your mouth is forced onto a pussy. You suddenly find your self riding a huge cock and licking a sweet pussy. How could you be enjoying this? You should be horrified!! But No. You are loving it! You ride harder and lick faster all the while moaning loudly.

Your orgasm comes suddenly. One minute you are riding, the next you are having an earth shattering orgasm. Your pulses ripple through your body like tidal waves and you scream!!! This triggers the mans orgasm and he cums in floods inside you. His cock swelling up so that it actually hurts you. He screams and for the first time you hear the voice and it sounds familiar. But the scream only serves to cause you another orgasm and this time your bladder bursts and you are releasing sweet wee all over him!! God how you have wanted to do that for soo long!! It is an amazing feeling and your orgasm doubles in strength. At this point you realise the lady you are licking is close to cumming and you redouble your efforts on her clit. As she goes over into her orgasm shouting 'YES OH YES BABY YES' she wees all down your face and breasts sending you into your third and most violent orgasm leaving you exhausted and used. The pulses of your orgasm takes minutes to reside and you calm and return your breathing to normal.

You are left to compose your self and then your captors (Lovers?) clean you up and dress you without saying a word. You are lifted to stand and lead outside to the car. You are gently helped into the back and the car starts to move. After a few mins the car stops and you are helped out. You are told to stand still as you feel someone cutting you wrist ropes. As they come free you hear the car race away and you only get a glimpse of it as you remove the blindfold.

You choose not to mention it to anyone and come up with an excuse for your bust lip.

The END



The Shopping Trip



Sara woke up wondering what smelled so bad. Then she knew...it was Billy, her high school sweetheart and husband. She had married him nine years ago, when he weighed 180 pounds. Now, he must be close to 270, all of it in the sagging gut that hung over his belt. She laughed to herself as she wondered if he could still see his shrunken little weenie when he went to the bathroom.

She was a pretty girl from a poor Southern family, what some folks call trailer trash. Sara was, however, anything but trash. She had worked her way through college, and now she supported the lump of flab that was smelling up the bedsheets. She had started her own book keeping business, and worked at a desk tucked into a corner of their living room. The rest of the room was crammed with tacky used furniture, old hunting trophies, and Billy's NASCAR memorabilia collection.

Billy was supposed to have taken over his dad's owner-operator trucking business, but he lost his CDL shortly after they married. A couple of DUI's had screwed that up. Since then, Billy divided his time between swilling beer with his friends and watching ESPN. About once a week a drunken Billy would demand a blow job or mount her like a deranged hippopotamus for what passed for sex. She read sappy dime-store novels for romantic diversion, and would sometimes masturbate while her heroic knight in armor was out drinking. Thankfully, they had no children. She took The Pill and let Billy think she was barren. The thought of breeding more Billies made her shiver. Such was Sara's so-called "life."

As the years went by, she often thought of why she stayed with Billy. She had grown up "churched" and was trapped in all of that holy love, honor, and obey business. Her religious background had taught her that everything was "God's plan," but she began to wonder if this God wasn't a sadistic voyeur who delighted in her suffering. Faith wasn't going to find Billy a job or satisfy her need for romance. She began to wonder if she deserved better.

Oh, well, she thought to herself, might as well get busy. She had promised herself some fashion shopping today so she could make a good impression on potential clients. As she stepped into the bathroom, she checked herself out in the mirror. Not bad, she thought. She wasn't a 16 year old cheerleader anymore, but at 27 she was a slim, mature woman with long, thick blond hair and a nice figure.

As she ran her hands over her body as she showered, she longed for the lean young athlete she had married. People change, she told herself. She had made a vow, and she was stuck with her choice. Or was she? Adultery was grounds for divorce, but an affair for her was out of the question. But what about Billy? No, that's a laugh, she thought. Nobody but a desperate hooker or half-blind bar slut would touch him. Dammit, she thought, there had to be a way out.

With a sigh of resignation she left Billy's beer allowance on the coffee table and headed off to the mall. She walked into an up-scale fashion shop that seemed appealing and started looking over the professional business attire on the racks. As she was checking out a smart-looking blue skirt suit, a voice came from behind, "No, that one isn't you."

She turned to see a tall, slender, raven-haired beauty of a woman smiling with one hand on her hip. "Jackie!" Sara exclaimed, "It's so good to see you!" Jackie had been Sara's Best Friend Forever in high school, but graduation, marriage, and careers had caused them to drift out of touch.

The two old friends hugged and giggled for a moment, and talked about what each of them were doing these days. They decided to head for the food court for some lunch and old times. Jackie listened to Sara's tale of misery, but when Sara mentioned looking for a way out Jackie cut her off abruptly.

"Billy was such a stupid jock in school. He'd be easy to set up for a trap." Jackie cooed with a tone of slyness. "When I found out Bobby was internet chat-cheating on me, I turned the tables on him and came out way ahead." Jackie gave Sara a coy little wink just for emphasis.

"I thought you caught Bobby on video with some internet floozy who turned out to be a hooker," Sara said.

Jackie gave Sara a mischievous smile and told her, "Yeah, the hooker I paid for!"

Sara's jaw dropped as Jackie continued, "The stupid ape really thought he had pulled a slick Don Juan act on a good-looking babe on his own!" Both girls shook with laughter, and then calmed down to a thoughtful silence.

"I could really do this? You think I could pull it off?" Sara whispered as she leaned forward. Jackie reached across the table and took Sara's hand.

"I'll help." Jackie whispered back. For a moment, their eyes met. Sara blinked and looked away. "Come over tonight after work. I have to go." Jackie said.

Jackie hurried off to her job at the bank, and Sara went back to the shop and picked out two new outfits. On the way home, she thought about her talk with Jackie. Then, she thought about Jackie. She was so strong, so confident, so happy, so...beautiful. "No!" Sara told herself out loud as she sat in traffic. She'd read plenty of novels that featured lesbian affairs, and some of them aroused her fantasies in a strange way, but she'd never thought of herself with another woman.

Reality greeted her ears as soon as she got home. As she opened the front door she heard the pop and whoosh of a beer can pull-tab and a loud fart. It could only mean Billy was finally awake.

"Where the hell you been at, woman?" came the usual tirade. "Git yer butt in here 'n fix me something to eat."

Sara thought to herself, "My hell is right here."

She worked at some book closings and did some tax forms till she heard Prince Charming's pick-up truck start and drive away. Then she went to the bathroom and freshened her makeup. For a brief second she asked herself why she was getting all prettied-up just to see another girl, but she banished the thought and headed for her friend's place.

She drove to Jackie's apartment complex with a strange, undefined feeling of danger mixed with anticipation, but when her friend greeted her at the door with a glass of chilled Pinot Noir, she felt suddenly at ease. Jackie's apartment was perfect., with a comfortable contemporary decor. Melissa Etheridge was playing softly on the expensive stereo.

When they were seated on the sofa, Jackie said, "I could make this happen for you tomorrow. The meth addict I hired for Bobby is willing to do the same job for another hundred bucks. She'll take him to a motel room with a hidden web-cam already running. We can watch it all by internet on my laptop."

"I'm not sure I want to watch a movie of something that grosses me out every night." Sara giggled, and Jackie laughed along with her. For a measly hundred bucks and a no-fault divorce filing, she could dump her sloppy redneck husband and get on with her life. "Ok," Sara sighed with resignation, "let's do this. Thank you so much for your help. You always were my best friend."

"No problem, hon. I've missed you all this time. I'm glad I can help you out of this situation. You'd better get going before that pig gets suspicious. Where does he usually hang out?", Jackie asked.

"That sleazy sports bar down on Route 52. The one with the demolition derby cars out front." Sara replied.

Jackie laughed. "OK, sweetie, meet me here at eight tomorrow night. This is gonna be fun."

Jackie walked Sara to the door. Sara turned and thanked Jackie again. Jackie just stood there for a moment gazing into Sara's eyes. This time Sara didn't blink. Jackie's hand brushed Sara's cheek and Sara shuddered and quickly walked away. Jackie shut the door and leaned with her back against it, smiling.

The next evening, Sara reminded Billy of the extended happy hour at the bar that night. She knew he couldn't pass up nickel beers. He'd be there.

She headed over to Jackie's as soon as Billy drove off. Jackie had a bottle of tequila and a plate of fresh chopped limes on the coffee table next to her laptop. The two of them giggled like school girls who had just put a love note in a boy's locker and sat down to watch the show.

"The motel has wireless internet." Jackie explained as she poured the first shooters. They chatted and made jokes while they waited, putting a fair dent in the bottle on the table. Finally, two shadowy figures appeared in the grainy video feed. The two women sat close together and leaned forward to watch the show.

The time stamp on the video feed said 9:46 as the two figures came into focus. There was Billy with his hands all over an anorexic-looking woman in red spandex and stiletto heels. All of a sudden, Billy pushed the woman to the floor and walked out of view. The girl stood up and appeared to be screaming something when Billy reappeared with a shotgun and fired twice into the woman's abdomen.

Jackie and Sara watched in silent horror, not believing their eyes, as the the lifeless prostitute flew backwards with the impact of the shots and slid to the floor. Billy seemed to just stare at her with the gun in his hands when his head turned toward the motel room door and he swung the shotgun around. Sara screamed as she watched Billy's head explode from what turned out to be a policeman's bullet. Two cops came into view on the screen, checking the lifeless forms on the floor. A few minutes later, more cops and some paramedics showed up. Jackie switched off the screen, with a dismayed, "Oh my God!"

Sara was in tears, with her head resting in Jackie's lap. She sobbed uncontrollably as Jackie stroked her hair. This wasn't exactly how it was supposed to happen.

Jackie poured them another shot, and the two women sat silently, each lost in their own thoughts. Sara felt terrible about that poor woman, but strangely, she felt nothing about Billy. Nothing.

Sara's cell phone rang, and she struggled to compose herself before answering. "Hello?"

It was the county coroner. He had some bad news. Her husband had been involved in a shooting. Could she please come by in the morning to positively identify the body?

The call seemed to calm Sara down. "What a mess!" she thought out loud. "Now what?"

Jackie had all the answers. She was so in control now, so cool, so...strong. "There will be a coroner's inquest, I suppose. It looked like Billy argued with the girl and killed her, and then the cops showed up. Looks like he pointed his gun at the cops, and bang! All his fault. No witnesses, no charges, just a funeral and some formalities. You did it, babe! You're free!" Jackie grinned.

Sara didn't resist as Jackie leaned forward and softly kissed Sara on the lips. As they kissed, Jackie's soft hand glided up Sara's thigh to her tummy and then to her breast. Sara sat enraptured for a moment as the pure joy of Jackie's kiss and the pleasure of Jackie's touch coursed through her body like a drug. She reached out to pull Jackie down on top of her on the couch, and finally replied with a smile, "No, I'm not."



The Shopping Trip



I saw him watching while I was shopping. He was like something out of a Ralph Lauren ad. He was gorgeous. While I was working my way through some dresses on a sales rack I felt a presence and there he was. He told me to buy the black dress. I smiled and said I agreed but wanted to try it on. I went to the dressing room and changed quickly and walked out to the full length mirror. He was still there. I felt sexy in the platform heels, black thigh-highs and the padded push-up bra that was enhancing my curves inside this gorgeous Betsy Alexander design. 

As I turned to return to the dressing room, he grabbed me lightly on the elbow and said he would love for me to leave it on and that if I did he would buy me lunch at Carabba's, a fun place with good food. He asked me to meet him there in 15 minutes while he made a call. I went back to retrieve my things and returned to pay, but the sales clerk told me it had been taken care of. Are you kidding? This is a $325 dress that a stranger had just purchased for me.

I found him in a corner booth and slid in beside him. He rebuffed my attempts to reimburse him and ordered a California Sauvignon Blanc and calamari to start. As we chatted and ate our lunch I found myself being caught staring at his features. He asked if he could feel the material of the dress and I too quickly said yes please. His hand on the top of my thigh was warm and I felt my heart beat accelerate as I flushed with heat. The booth was very private and I was feeling the effect of three glasses of wine. I quit talking now and just stared at him. I uncrossed my legs and opened them ever so slightly. He noticed. His hand moved slowly off the dress to my leg encased in a silky pair of thigh highs. He paused for my reaction. His fingers swirled lightly on my thigh and moved ever so slightly toward my inner thigh. I was past the point of subtle and raised my right leg up and dropped it over his left leg as I shifted more tightly to him. The dress rode higher on my hips. His fingers pressed up and found the lace of my thong and I reached down to pull it aside as his finger dipped just inside me. He worked his fingers up and down my clit as I dreamily sat there sipping my wine to appear as normal as possible. I then reached my hand over where I could see his hardness along his left thigh. Oh my god, I knew then that this handsome gentleman was also packing an enormous cock inside his trousers. 

The waitress brought the check and now it appeared the moment would end. Without thinking I told him my Escalade was parked at the end of the parking lot and had very dark privacy glass. 

We left the restaurant with my packages but stopped in a CVS for him to buy condoms. He and I then went out to my Escalade with my packages from shopping. I was very far out in a shaded and deserted section of the lot. I do this to keep my doors from getting dinged but was now glad for other reasons. I opened the back to put them in and unlatched the back seat and flipped it forward to create a spacious area in the back. We walked around to the driver's side which faced away from the mall and other vehicles and slid in.

We began to kiss hungrily as our tongues swirled deep in one another's mouths. His hands moved over my body, cupping my breasts for the first time. His lips and hands worked around my throat and neck. I felt the zipper on the back of the dress going down. My arms lifted as he pulled it off my body and laid it over the front seat. Soon he had me laying back in my bra and thong and stockings and heels. He quickly pulled his shirt off and I kissed his nipples as he pulled his trousers off. My eyes and then my hand went to his thick cock and I continued to swirl my tongue over his nipples while my fingers brushed his cock and balls. I soon worked my day down his tight stomach to take his cock into my mouth. I love sucking cock and consider myself quite good at it. I swirled my tongue over the head and my fingernails stroked his scrotum. His moans only made me want all of it more and soon I plunged over him and pumped my head vigorously feeling him sliding in and out as he seemed to grow in my mouth and get even harder. All the time his hands roamed over me while he rubbed me through my lingerie. His fingers were slipping in under my thong and into my wetness while one finger lightly pushed at the cleavage mostly exposed and spilling out of my bra. Finally he grasped at my bra cups and pulled them down while he reached behind to unclasp it. 

He pulled his cock out and now pushed me down on to my back and straddled my face while his fingers brushed my elongated nipples. I opened my mouth to accept him as he pumped in and out. I reached around to his hard ass and pulled him in deeper and faster wanting to feel his load in the back of my throat as much as I wanted to feel that beautiful cock in my pussy. I was soon rewarded as I felt his butt cheeks tighten and felt the first warm load filling my mouth. Wave after wave came and it was almost difficult to swallow but soon I had taken it all as I felt him relax.

I smiled as he lowered his mouth to my nipples, sucking them alternately. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation. My nipples are very sensitive and I love having them licked and sucked. I use a small mascara brush to brush them when I masturbate. He soon worked his way down my flat stomach and pulled my thong off in one quick tug. I was now completely naked other than the thigh highs and heels. 

I parted my legs as far as possible as his head moved over the trimmed hairline above my pussy. I moaned with pleasure as his tongue dove into me. I pressed up and into his mouth hungry for more. I lifted up higher and reached down to guide his hand under my ass. He took the hint and tenderly probed my asshole as he licked and sucked harder now. I felt my orgasm building and soon felt the tremors through my loins as the wave of pleasure coursed through my body. 

I looked with pleasure at his now erect cock. I couldn't wait any longer. I had to have him inside me. I quickly reached into the CVS bag and pulled out the box of condoms and pulled one out for him. As he prepared to slip it on with no argument I asked him to pause. I wanted to feel his skin inside me first. I placed the head of his cock against my pussy and told him to push it in. I was so wet that his girth went all the way in. I grabbed his face and kissed him deeply, as I wrapped my muscular legs around him. God, it felt so good. Finally I released him to put on the condom so we could fuck. Yes. Fuck! I just wanted him to fuck me and use me. No romance. No passion. Just fuck me.

I love fucking doggy style but I wanted to do this in a missionary position so I could watch him over me and watch his cock moving in and to be able to see his gorgeous chest and shoulders over me. It was readily apparent that like me all he wanted was to push his cock into this new pussy and enjoy the pleasure. He slammed into me and with each deep thrust I could feel his balls slap against my ass. It felt like each thrust took him deeper than anything I had ever experienced. Then he hooked his arms behind my knees and went to new depths as my legs were lifted higher and spread even wider than before. I began to twitch and jerk around in complete satisfaction. Then he grunted and moaned and I knew his cum was filling the condom deep inside my pussy. Oh to have been able to feel his cum shooting inside me! 

We lay there spent as he pulled out. I pulled the cum-filled condom from his cock and gently took him in to my mouth. We used a towel to wipe the sweat from our bodies and then put our clothes back on. I kissed him and then got behind the wheel to take him to his car. One more kiss as he cupped my breast and I dropped him off. I had about 30 minutes to spare to pick up the kids from school on time.



The Shopping Trip



It's a slow afternoon at the upscale clothing store where you work. You knew I was going to stop by this afternoon so you decided to wear something a little more provocative than you would normally wear, but still professional. You've got a nice sleek just above the knee black skirt on, a cute little colorful button up top on. You knew it would kill your feet but you went with the knee high boots and thigh highs. Underneath there is a very sexy red thong and matching red bra waiting to be discovered should something happen. 

When I enter the store I see that you are in a sort of hidden corner of the store folding some things and putting them a way with your back to me. I take the opportunity to walk up behind you slowly and silently. While I'm doing it I look at the view, and I can already feel the need to have you growing in my mind . As I slide up behind you I wrap my arms around you as my head goes over your shoulder and I whisper in your ear " Hi baby, did you miss me?" 

You jump a little from being startled but it only forces you closer to me and now your whole body is pressing against me and I can feel the warmth of you and smell your light perfume. We sepperate and I look into your eyes and now you know why I'm here. The good thing is, you want the same thing. I ask you if there is someplace we can go and you wink and say you've got an idea. We walk around the store and we make like you are helping me shop for a few new outfits. I can tell you are making sure everybody sees that you are helping me and that I'm probably going to make a large purchase. This way there will be no surprises when you take me to the dressing room. With a handful of pants, shirts, and a sweater or two we head to the dressing room. Thankfully we have it all to ourselves and we set the clothes down in the furthest room and you join me inside.

Once inside I grab your wrists and press you against the wall with all my weight, pressing as much of myself against you as possible. I kiss you hard and our tounges are playing all sorts of games as we writhe against each other and out lust grows to the breaking point. Your hands are still pinned by me and my moth now starts to travel from your lips to your neck where I kiss and nibble gently on your neck listening to your moans as I know this drives you wild. I keep kissing and moving and find your ear lobe which I suck into my mouth and play with it with my tongue. I whisper in your ear, " You want it?"

"Yes!" breathlessly you reply

"I've been thinking about you all day, and once I saw you I knew I couldn't wait any longer."

"Me too, just wait till you see what I wore for you" you say with a smile

"Oh really? I think I should open my present now" as my hand finds it's way between us and works each button open and slowly reveals your soft skin that I know from previous experience is as soft as any fine silk I could ever find. Once your shirt is gone and I see that sexy red bra and your beautiful breasts I dive right down and begin kissing and sucking every inch of exposed flesh.

I can take no more, and my intention of taking my time and teasing you goes ight out the window. I grab the hem of your skirt and pull it up, exposing the second half of your present. I am still pressed against you but now my hands are working fast. My belt comes loose and my pants fall to the floor and I force you to your knees in front of me. You don't need any more encouragement and you take my whole cock into your mouth, your pace quickens as you go up and down on the shaft, your hand wrapped around below your lips and your other hand on my ass prodding me to thrust with my hips. I automatically find a rhythm with your lips and soon we are like well oiled machine. I can feel myself getting close to the point of no return so will all my will I pull you up from your knees and kiss you hard as I slide your delicate red lace panties to the side and rub your clit. I'm kissing and fingering you now and you grab my cock now all slick from your mouth and stroke faster and faster as my fingers slide in and out of you and your moans are getting louder. I can feel your pussy clenching tighter on my 2 fingers as they hit your g-spot with every stroke. I know you are close to cumming and I try to keep the pace as steady as I can but the grip you have on my cock is making it harder to concentrate. Then suddenly I feel you go a little weak in the knees and and you let go of my cock and grab my ass and pull me closer. Your breathing ragged and fast, I can tell by how wet my hand is that you just came. 

I pull your panties past your hips and lift your legs up around my hips. Then slide you down on my now rock hard cock. I know I won't last too long after all the work you've already put in but I have to feel that pussy wrapped around my cock now. You hold on tight with your strong thighs and arms around my neck, and I drive into you deeply and hard. Each thrust brings us together and apart as I pull back. I quickly pull out and turn you around and press you against the wall and slide into you from behind, and my hand wraps around your front and I pinch your nipples and I fuck you harder now. You can tell by my breathing that it won't be long now. I pull your hair back and kiss your neck. I moan into your ear that I'm going to cum soon. I'm going to shoot my whole load inside your tight pussy. You can feel my rythym change and my thrusts become slower but deeper and harder. And with a gasp I cum. You tell me not to stop and I try to keep the pace as best I can as my legs are now starting to get weak, just as I can't imagine I can go any longer I feel your pussy clamp down on me and you cum again. 

As I pull out of you we collapse on the floor. I kiss you passionately and start to put our clothes back on. You straighten out your skirt and your hair, I try to wipe the big ass grin off my face. As we get ready to leave the changing area your coworker comes back saying she was afraid something happened cause she heard noises and we were back here so long. I tell her that I'm clumsy and I fell over while trying on a pair of pants. We both exit quickly and walk to a far side of the store. I give you a kiss and say that I'll be back to shop here again soon. 



The Shopping Trip



The Idea

Janette had been a little worried lately. Alan had been busy at work for the past few months and had not been paying her as much attention as she would have liked. She was beginning to feel a little insecure of her own femininity and was wondering if Alan might have a little something on the side. She herself had been busy at the lab recently and didn't have much time to take corrective measures but now the opportunity presented itself. She had just completed an important research paper and finally had some time to herself. She felt that an afternoon shopping spree might lift her spirits. 

She had nothing special in mind, so she just wandered from shop to shop, seeing what was new this season. Nothing really caught her eye until she went into a shop offering bridal and formal fashions. She saw a little black strapless cocktail dress that had one of the short "pouf" skirts that had been in fashion recently. Something about the dress seemed very sexy. 

She knew that Alan found certain types of clothing to be very bondage oriented -- a type of style that would make a woman very aware of her femininity. Short skirts imposed an obvious bondage: the wearer must be constantly alert when sitting to avoid a lewd display. High heels certainly restricted a lady's mobility and forced a very attractive and suggestive posture and gait. Sheer white blouses showed varying hints of feminine underwear, which in itself was a definite bondage device: straps and hooks and elastic designed to restrict and shape the wearer's figure. 

The strapless dress seemed to combine many elements. The short skirt would reveal Janette's shapely legs and make her careful of how she moved. The heavily boned satin bodice would restrain and mold her breasts to display them perfectly and the bare shoulders of the strapless gown would give her a feeling of vulnerability. A detail she didn't notice at first was a large satin bow at the small of the back. It was a very feminine touch and hinted strongly of being "tied up". As she tried it on, her slave alter ego, Leia, began to surface. 

The shop clerk interrupted her daydreaming. "It's a gorgeous dress, isn't it? The perfect thing for a party or formal occasion". 

"Oh, yes, it is lovely. How much is it?" 

"Well, it's really last season's design and we need to make space for the newer dresses. It's on sale for $37.99. That's 60% off the regular price." 

Leia began to have an interesting series of thoughts. "Do you have it one size smaller? I'm on a diet and this would be a great incentive to lose 10 more pounds." This wasn't exactly true, but Leia thought of something that might light the Master's fire. 

"Why, yes we do. Let me get it for you." 

Leia wandered around the store while she waited for the clerk to return. As she walked past the accessory section, a pair of shoulder length black satin gloves caught her eye. She flashed back to a picture Alan had shown her in one of the Harmony magazines. It was a picture from the 1940's showing Lois Meriden in a strapless gown wearing a pair of black gloves and bound to a large wooden frame. Alan had said it was one of his favorite pictures. A plan began to fall into place. 

"I'd like a pair of these black gloves, also. Could I try them on?" 

"Certainly. They are very elegant, aren't they?" 

The cool satin material gave Janette goose bumps as she pulled the gloves on . They were snug and gave her a delicious confined feeling. "Yes, umm, I'll take a pair of these also." 

After paying for the purchases, Leia headed for the "Wild Pair" shoe store where Alan would always window shop. He had jokingly pointed out a pair of black satin pumps with outrageous heels. They would be perfect. 

She went into the store and pretended to browse. The shoes now had a strong erotic attraction for her and she became embarrassed. The clerk startled her when he asked if he could help. 

"D-d-d-do you have these in a s-s-size 8 1/2?" She felt humiliated that she was stuttering. She felt cheap and trampish asking for such a blatantly sexy item. She thought she heard the clerk whispering to someone in the back room and heard some faint male laughing. 

"This is you're lucky day, ma'am. Those are the last pair of that style and just in your size". She thought she could detect a lecherous tone to his voice. "Here, let me help you with them." 

Leia wished she had worn pants for her shopping. When the clerk lifted her foot onto the little stool to assist with the fitting, she felt sure he could see up her skirt. 

The shoes had the highest heels she had ever worn. She guessed they must be five inches at least. They were obviously not designed for comfort since the toes seemed extremely pointed. As the clerk slipped the right shoe on, she could feel her foot being forced into an unfamiliar arch. But, they did fit her. 

"Umm, I think they will be f-f-fine." 

"You really should try both shoes on just in case they are cut differently." 

She felt commanded to obey. As the clerk put the left shoe on, Leia had a feeling of helplessness. Walking would be difficult and possibly painful. "Yes, they both fit. I'll take them." 

"Get up and walk around. Make sure they feel OK". There was a commanding tone to his voice that she didn't expect from a shoe clerk. The second clerk came out of the back room. 

Leia felt she was on display as she tentatively got up on the shoes. Most of her weight was carried on the ball of her foot and she felt very unsteady. Her toes were pressed together and she could feel her calf muscles bunching up. 

"Yes, they feel good." 

"Walk to the mirror and let's see how you look". 

"Please, just let me pay for them." 

"Do it, NOW!" 

Leia took small tentative steps toward the mirror. She had some trouble balancing herself on the impossibly tall heels, but carried out his command. She noted the change in her posture - the shoes imposed a will of their own on her. She had to admit that they did enhance the lovely swell of her calf muscles. She carefully turned and saw the two clerks leering at her. She blushed. Even though she was humiliated and very uncomfortable, or perhaps because of it, she was experiencing a pronounced sexual rush. She prayed the clerks would free her from their control. 

"OK, Honey, we've seen enough. That will be $50." Leia was surprised, since the shoes were marked $29.95. But she was glad that they were going to free her and she paid the extra money. After she left the store, she went straight to her car and sat there for a half- hour recovering her composure. Janette then drove home and began her preparations. 

The Preparations

Before she began, Janette had to make sure that Alan would be home on time. Lately he would sometimes work past his normal quitting time and come home at odd hours. This made it difficult for Janette to plan dinners and they would often just catch some fast food after Alan got home. When she got through to him at the office, he sounded a little gruff. She convinced him that she was planning a nice dinner tonight and got a promise that he would be home on time. 

Having done this, Janette began setting up her surprise. A few months ago, Alan had built a bondage frame for use in their dressing room. It had a vertical support made out of 2x4's in the shape of an "A". One longer 2x4 ran perpendicular from the top of the A to the top of some cabinets where it could be fastened with a lock hasp. The top piece was 8' from the floor and had three eye hooks positioned at the ends and in the middle. Alan had drilled 1/4" holes along the sides of the A-frame so that eyebolts could be inserted to facilitate convenient attachment points. Another 2x4 could be connected between the center eyehook of the top brace and a piece of particleboard on the floor to make a sturdy bondage post. The Master had used it once, much to Leia's enjoyment, but hadn't employed it since. Janette located all the pieces and assembled the device. She was surprised how difficult it was for her and it took about an hour to get everything right. She had never put herself in strict bondage before and the thrill of it was making her nervous and clumsy. She had decided how she would confine herself and connected a 6' chain to each of the outer eyehooks. 

To calm herself down, she ran a hot bath. She could view the bondage frame from the tub and had a hard time relaxing. Finally, she got out and dried herself off. She could wait no longer. 

To start her dressing, she chose a lacey white g-string panty. It had a very feminine lace panel to cover her pubic region and a simple white ribbon thong for the back and around her waist. A special touch was two pink bows at the sides. She had chosen it to contrast with the rest of her outfit. She next pulled on some black silk hose that Alan had bought her for Christmas. They had an interesting top border that had fine silk laces that could be adjusted to hold them up without a garter belt. The laces were an obvious bondage symbol. 

The next item was Leia's special black corset. Leia and her Master had spent a day at the public library some years ago and had found a book titled "Underwear Through the Ages". It contained plans for an 18th century corset that was very strict. They bought some heavy black satin and some boning and had constructed the garment. It could reduce Leia's waist by six inches and give her an appealing posture. Usually her Master helped her put it on, but today Leia would have to struggle by herself. It had hooks and eyes in the front and three sets of laces in the back. It was difficult to tighten the laces herself, but she managed. 

The result was as she had planned. The corset top covered about 1/3 of her breasts and supported them very well. Her figure took on an hourglass shape which accentuated her flaring hips. It ended a few inches above the swell of her pubic mound. As she had figured, the white lace of her panty contrasted dramatically with her black stockings and corset. The exertion of tightening the corset had got her breathing hard and she felt the implacable grasp of the garment resisting her attempts to get a deep breath. She looked and felt very feminine. 

Lei's new black dress was next. As she had calculated, the corset allowed her to fit into a smaller size. Since the whole dress was a little smaller in all dimensions, it revealed more of her legs and exposed the swell of her breasts. The skirt was tight across her hips and restricted her walking a little. She could see in the mirror that she looked incredibly sexy and vulnerable. She felt as if she was more exposed than if she had been naked. 

Her new shoes were waiting for her. She had some trouble putting them on since the corset prevented her from bending over very much. She managed to sit perched on the edge of a chair and forced her feet into the close confines of the pumps. She knew she would have to practice walking a bit before she could complete her work. Her first steps were as clumsy as in the shoe store and her memory of the experience came flooding back. Determined to learn to use her new shoes, she walked back and forth across the bedroom and found that she was more graceful if she was careful to make sure she put both the toe and heel of the shoe down at the same time. This technique also imparted a very pronounced, sexy swing to her hips. Her feet were adapting to the unusual height of the shoes and she soon felt more confident. They were uncomfortable, but this just seemed to enhance her growing sexual glow. 

Last she donned her new gloves. They felt just as good as they did in the store. She found that the slippery satin bulk on her fingers made it difficult to pick up items and gave her a heightened sense of helplessness. She knew the final steps in her preparation would be made that much more difficult. She also felt that her Master would be very pleased with her plan. 

Even as much as she felt in bondage just with her clothes, she knew that some real bondage was needed. She went to the special drawer and got her studded leather wrist cuffs, a matching black leather collar, a small padlock and two double snap hooks. She locked the collar on her slim neck and studied the effect in the mirror. It was a snug fit and sharpened the line of her shoulders and chin. Standing against a dark background, the overall effect was striking. The dress was almost invisible, with just the top of her breasts and the definition of her collarbone seemingly floating in space. The collar visibly separated her head from her chest. She felt she looked truly exotic. She added the black leather cuffs over her satin gloves and fastened them with the snap hooks. The effect of the studs and hooks was like a jeweled bracelet around her wrists. She hoped that her Master would take some Polaroids to preserve her beauty. 

Flushed with her rising excitement, she began her final step into true helplessness. She got a short step stool from the kitchen and placed it beneath the bondage frame. Carefully, she stepped up on the stool. The snap hooks were long enough that she could connect the free end to the links of the chains. The chains themselves were hanging about three feet apart from the horizontal brace of the frame. She picked a link on each chain that would force her to stand tautly when she stepped off the stool. Carefully she stepped down and found she had misjudged slightly because her arms were not stretched as tightly as she wanted. She could see herself in the full length dressing mirror and she was surprised. Even though she could have freed herself by standing on her tiptoes, she looked gorgeous, maybe even better than Lois Meriden did 40 years ago. 

Leia, determined to give her Master a striking pose, got back up on the stool and moved the snap hooks up a couple of links. Heart pounding, she again stepped off the stool and this time found that she could only reach the floor by stretching. The strain felt delicious. Even by standing on tiptoes she couldn't get enough slack to unhook the fasteners. Satisfied with her work, she decided to make it permanent by kicking the stool away. She was now a prisoner of her own desires until her Master got home. 

That thought brought her up short. She didn't know what time it was! In her excitement, she had not checked the time and there was no clock in the room. She had a sudden moment of panic and tried frantically to undo the snap hooks but she had been too clever; she could not free herself. In her struggles, she lost her footing and momentarily hung by her wrists. Regaining her balance, she took stock of her situation. If she relaxed her arm muscles, she could get just enough slack to stand fully on the floor, but her static weight soon caused her toes to go numb in her tight pumps. She could ease the discomfort in her feet by hanging slightly by her wrists, but that soon caused her shoulders to ache. She thought about kicking her shoes off to free her pinched toes, but decided that the towering heels helped take some strain off her wrists. Leia soon resigned herself to accept her position and wait for her Master. It would be a long afternoon. 

She drifted between watching herself in the mirror and worrying about what would happen if the house caught fire or a burglar broke in. Leia was amazed at the vision of vulnerability that she had become. Surely when her Master got home, he would take instant pity on her and release her. The thought buoyed her spirits and helped her accept her reality. She hung in her bondage with her head against her arm. 

Release

Luckily for Janette, Alan came home earlier than usual. It had been only 45 minutes since Leia had confined herself. Alan was puzzled that he couldn't smell anything cooking. He called for Janette. 

"Master, please release me." 

The faint call aroused Alan. The Master went into the bedroom to determine what was happening. As he went into the dressing room, a beautiful sight greeted him. Leia was hanging in the bondage frame he had built. She was swaying slightly in the chains that held her. Tears were on her cheeks. The Master walked around the captive and appreciated her handy work. 

"Master, please let me down." 

"The slave has not been given permission to speak." 

Leia looked more beautiful than she had ever looked before. The strain of her position was obvious. Her breasts were almost out of the dress, having been pulled up by having her arms raised so high. He gently ran his hands up and down her satin-clad arms, causing her to shiver visibly. As she shifted her position to take some weight of her feet, he noticed the erotic shoes she had bought. He was very impressed. Out of curiosity, he slowly ran his hand up her right leg, past the top of her stocking, up to her lacey panty. After surveying that area, he moved his hand higher to the smooth fabric of her corset. He thought about the discomfort she had been enduring. His touch had started Leia whimpering. 

The Master decided to reward his slave for her thoughtfulness. It was common for him to devise little punishments for Leia to heighten her sexual responses, but it looked like she had already done a good job of that. When he had explored her pussy, he had discovered a sufficient amount of lubricant to indicate she was already highly aroused. The Master decided to devote the evening to giving Leia as much pleasure as possible. 

"How did this happen to my slave?" 

"Oh, Master, I was very horny and you have ignored me lately. I wanted to get you interested in me, so I devised a punishment for myself. I hope my Master approves. Before you let me down, would you take some pictures?" 

"You have done very well. Wait here while I get the camera." 

The Master's command was unfailingly carried out. Of course it took more time than it should to get the camera. The flash attachment batteries had to be carefully checked. The existence of film had to be verified. Light levels had to be monitored. All the while, Leia's discomfort grew, but other than increasing the frequency of her moans, she said nothing. Soon, the camera was ready. The Master had Leia slump in her chains, posed her with her head hanging down as if she had passed out and had her look up imploringly at the chains. Leia enjoyed posing in bondage. 

As a final pose, the Master thought Leia needed to be more turned on, to be in a more sexual mood than she currently was. He went to the drawer and retrieved a large dildo, her ankle cuffs and two more snap hooks. Leia looked dreamily at the new implements, but did nothing but sway in her bondage. The Master placed a cuff on her left ankle. 

"Please, Master, Leia is very tired. Please let me down." 

"Soon, But we have a few more pictures to take." 

The Master lifted Leia's left foot and pulled it up until her calf was parallel to the floor. He placed te cuff on her ankle then connected it to the end of the left chain. This put Leia out of balance and she swayed and pivoted on her right foot. It took a few moments for her to regain her balance. All her weight was now concentrated on her one foot. Any movement of her left leg would upset her balance with the result she was very unstable. 

Carefully, the Master lifted her skirt and pulled her panty down until her pussy was uncovered. He then slowly inserted the dildo. The giant member sliding into her was too much for Leia to bear gracefully. Her left leg flexed uncontrollably and she twisted and turned in the bondage frame. The Master was sure she had reached an orgasm, or had come very close. When the dildo was fully inserted, he pulled her panty back up to hold it in place and lowered her skirt. 

Leia now had the look the Master had desired. She was breathing heavily and had her eyes closed. She was still swaying a little bit and he could see she was moving her left leg to give the dildo some motion. She seemed lost in a world of her own. He took a few more pictures.