0 comments/ 71204 views/ 7 favorites Sir's Humiliating Shoe Shopping By: slutkimmi I could not believe that I came without permission two days ago. How could I have been so careless and let that happen? I am a sub slut who is supposed to not only beg to cum, but also ask for permission before doing so. Instead, I got caught up in a fog of fucking and came, multiple times. It felt like weeks since He had fucked me and I became a crazed whore and lost control. Immediately upon seeing him, I was thrown to the bed and impaled by his hard cock. Foreplay was not even necessary as I had been horny for him for days on end. He pounded me so harshly in all of my holes that I became lost in our fucking frenzy, which only ended up with me inevitably disappointing my Sir. As soon as I calmed down from my orgasmic high, I knew that He was totally displeased with my behavior. Once I had my wits about me, He coldly threw me off of him and said, "Slut, you will pay for this offense tomorrow." Immediately, tears rolled down my cheeks as He tossed my clothes at me and told me to leave. With that, I quickly dressed and left him all the while sobbing in shame at my unacceptable behavior. Upon arriving home, still sniffling, I jumped online hoping to catch Him. I wanted to apologize...hell; I needed to apologize for my indiscretion. I knew that my apology would have no impact on the punishment that was to come. But, in my heart, I needed to let Him know that I aim to only please him and hate it when I do not succeed. My sniffling grew to crying again as an Instant Message popped on my screen. The following IM conversation occurred. "Slut?" "Yes Sir?" "Anything you wish to say to me?" "Yes Sir. I am sorry to have displeased you as such." "That does not matter. The fact is that you have and you will be punished" "I understand Sir." "After this conversation, you are to get your toys." "Yes Sir." "Insert butt plug and turn vibe on high on your clit." "I want you to bring yourself to the edge, not once, not twice, but three times. Then, I want you to stop. Do not dare cum. I want you to do that to yourself every hour for the next 4 hours tonight and imagine it is me doing this to you." "Yes Sir." "Then tomorrow I will meet you at the mall at noon." "Yes Sir." "You are to wear a sheer blouse with the top 5 buttons unbuttoned, a short skirt and heels. No bra or panties, as usual. You are to drive with the butt plug up your ass and the bullet vibe in your pussy turned on. I want you nice, wet and ready to bang anything by the time I see you tomorrow." "Yes Sir" "See you in the parking lot near the bank at noon" Then, He was gone. No goodbye, no love you, no nothing. My head was spinning. What did He have planned for tomorrow? I could not even imagine. I am a slut...His slut. I would do anything He asked to make him happy. That is and always has been my role; making him happy makes me happy. After drying my tears, I inserted the butt plug and put the vibe on my clit to bring myself to the edge three times per his request. The next four hours were the horniest hours of my entire life. By the time I went to bed, all I wanted was to get fucked to sleep. I wanted to cum over and over again until I could not cum anymore. I would have fucked anyone who knocked on my door if given the chance. My extreme desire to cum seeped into my dreams as I dreamt of Him fucking me. Fucking my face.... fucking my ass...fucking my pussy. I just wanted him in me.... in all of my holes...I could not get enough of his cock; I can never get enough of him. In my dream, He not only was fucking me good and hard, but also was doing it in public. Surprisingly, we were in a conference room in front of six people, executively dressed, while He was pounding my pussy from behind. I was naked, on all fours, receiving the fucking of my life, while He was completely dressed like the rest of the observers. He casually addressed the audience while He fucked me mercilessly. He introduced me as his fucktoy slut; that comment immediately forced my eyes downward in total shame. He continued on to welcome them to inspect my body after He was finished with me. With that being said, I heard a deep groan escape him while He came deep in my ass. After He came, He pulled his cock out with a loud pop, zipped his pants up and stepped to the side. He then motioned his approval for their approach. In amazement, these people actually stood up and started walking towards me. I could not believe my very eyes. They were all leering at me and snickering to each other about the whorish display in front of them...ME. Tears began rolling down my cheeks, as questions raced through my head. Were they actually going to touch me and inspect my body? Was He going to let them do this to me? What the hell else was going to happen? As they got closer to me, my juices started running down my inner thighs adding to His seed dripping from my gaping ass. Right then, He ordered me to get off of the table and stand up. He told me to stand with feet spread apart and hands locked behind my head. He knew this was a position I despised as it put me on display at my most vulnerable. All I could do was close my eyes to calm my nerves and stop crying. I needed to focus on doing as I was told and did not want to displease my Sir at all. As soon as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, I felt hands everywhere...pinching my tits, kneading my ass and rubbing my pussy. As I yelped in surprise, I felt a quick tug on my nipples, just as a finger separated my swollen pussy lips. Someone was actually inspecting my cunt. They were so close that I could feel their warm breath on my moist pussy. The hot breath was sending electric jolts directly to my clit as I became wetter in anticipation. I could not help but wiggle my body hoping that my clit would get some much-needed attention. With tears still in my eyes, I looked up to my Sir and noticed intense desire in his eyes as my juices began running down my inner thighs again. Just as He wanted, my body was melting in front of these strangers. While my pussy folds were being thoroughly examined, without warning, someone rammed two fingers into my ass playing with the semen still buried deep within. I heard giggling whispers behind me as I was getting finger fucked in the ass, but could not make the conversation out entirely. All I could hear was someone call me a slut, a whore, a dirty cunt...who needed to be used in all sorts of naughty ways. Then, the fingers were gone...leaving me with an empty feeling and an intense desire for more. Between being called names and my slutty desire for more, I could feel myself reddening in front of everyone in embarrassment. Part of me wanted this to end now, but part of me just wanted to beg for release any way I could get it. Suddenly, I felt a hard slap across my ass and screamed. As another slap hit my behind, my Sir moved in front of me, lifted my eyes to his and smiled. Upon seeing his smile, I nearly jumped as someone else slipped two fingers into my sloshy pussy and began finger fucking me quickly. Instantly, I started pushing myself back into those unknown fingers not caring about anything else that was happening to me. Automatically, I turned into his wanton slut and watched his eyes light up. I was pleasing him with my animalistic submission to these strangers. Out of the corner of my eyes, I noticed my Sir's cock harden and twitch in his trousers and began purring in pleasure. All I wanted to do was cum...cum for Him...cum for all to see. I did not care about who was watching or touching me...I just wanted to explode. As my purring became louder, He stepped up to me, shook his head, grabbed my face and said, "No cumming allowed slut." Immediately, I dropped my head in defeat and tried to compose myself. These people were pushing my inhibitions away and creating a sexual animal that was not allowed to cum. Loudly, He announced that I was his bitch in heat as He locked a collar around my neck and attached a matching leash. He, furthermore, told everyone to enjoy his pet as they could do whatever they pleased to me. As He tugged my head up by my leash, He suggested that they partake in my mouth, pussy and ass. He ensured them that they were fine holes to be used and would be most satisfied with all of my services. " She is a great cocksucker and pussy licker, not to mention a complete freak when it comes to outright pussy and ass fucking. She is insatiable," He said proudly. Then, the entire scene slowly faded away. As the alarm beeped, I woke up with that image in my head. Me, standing naked, tearful eyes downward in total shame, wearing nothing but a collar and leash with six strangers violating my body any way they saw fit. Fingers, tongues and cocks were everywhere. To be honest, I thought a scene like that would scare the hell out of me, but it must have had the opposite effect as I woke up completely soaked through my panties. I surprised myself as not only was I completely drenched, but I was also laying face down humping the bed. Wow...I was a slut...who could not even get fucked hard enough in my dreams. As I started the shower, I thought back to my dream and wondered about the collar and leash. Where did that thought even come from? Yes, we had discussed collars in the past, but not in terms of public display. My Sir expressed interest in a collar so that He could tie me up accordingly using its' O rings whenever necessary. His mind was always reeling about different things to do to me, but not once did He ever mention a leash. Was this some secret desire I had hidden within me? Did I want to be led around? Hell, did I want to be put on display as I had been in my dream? My dream truly rattled me, as I was still learning about my submissiveness. Perhaps, my dream exposed a few new kinks that I did not know were hidden within me; kinks that would definitely have to be investigated further. Trying to shake my head clear, I jumped in the steamy shower. I needed to focus my attention on the day ahead and did not need to start over-thinking any repressed desires. Those desires had to be held at bay until I could openly discuss them with Him at the proper time. When I felt the warm spray hit my skin, I squealed in delight. How could I have forgotten how incredibly horny I was between my instructed self- masturbation and the sex scene from my dream? All I had to do was hear his voice and I would have cum on the spot. Every nerve in my body was on fire begging for release; release that would not necessarily come in the near future because of my poor behavior. Rather than frustrating myself further, I hurried through my shower, dried off and ran to my closet to decide on what to wear. I knew the He was more concerned with what the clothes did not cover up rather than the clothes themselves. So, I chose a sheer black blouse, a short black flowered skirt along with black high-heeled sandals. As I got dressed, I noticed how aroused I still was. I could hardly believe that I woke up with wet panties, even took a shower and was now wet again. The affect that He had over me was powerful and nerve-wracking at the same time. He was the only man in my entire life that could get me to act like a wanton slut.... willing to do anything for him or to him at any time and any place. Looking back on my dream, I finally realized that I probably would fuck anyone if He told me to. That was something I was not interested in doing until now. Only time would tell my limits and I knew that He would test each and every one of them. Once dressed, I admired myself in the mirror. I could easily see my heaving breasts through my blouse and noticed that my nipples were already erect longing for his touch. I was preparing myself for punishment and my body was already betraying me. I blushed at my intense desire for him even in the midst of punishment. I looked at my slutty reflection in the mirror and imagined what I would be forced to do today. Given my extreme need to please, I was willing to do almost anything for Him even if I could not admit it aloud. Before getting into the car, I inserted the butt plug and bullet vibe accordingly and proceeded to the mall. I sat as comfortably as possible while trying to ignore the humming toys as I drove. To keep my attention from my building frustration, I turned the radio up as far as possible. Unfortunately, that did not help much as my wetness increased with each passing minute. Luckily, I did not have far to drive. Immediately, I noticed His car when I pulled into the parking lot. My heart began beating faster and faster while my breathing increased. I was so nervous, yet excited all at the same time. I love being with him regardless of the scenario...my body, mind and soul yearn for him constantly. As He strutted over to my car, I kept shifting in my seat to ease my sexual frustration from the toys. He noticed my shifting and chuckled as He opened my car door. Upon leaning down to help me from the car, he inhaled deeply and said, "I can smell that my slut is ready for the day's events." After saying that, He looked deeply in my eyes as a single tear rolled down my cheek. Without warning, He then lifted my skirt up to my hips revealing my wet pussy and aching ass for all passers- by to see. As I rested my blushing face against his chest, He reached down and removed both toys from their respective holes. To further my humiliation, He lifted my chin and ordered me to thoroughly clean the vibe with my tongue while He gently stroked my clit with his fingertips, all the while keeping eye contact with him. As I did this, I could feel the blush move from my face to my neck to my breasts while my cunt began tingling in delight. Staring into His eyes, I began moving back and forth into him trying to give him deeper access to my pussy hoping that He would grant me release. But, that was not the case. As soon as my movements began, He stopped, smiled and brought his fingers to my mouth to be cleaned. I sucked my juices from him and looked downward in embarrassment. Once again, He chuckled heartily as He dropped my skirt, threw my toys on my car seat for anyone to see, grabbed my arm and started walking towards the mall doors. As I was led to the door, I slid my hands over my skirt making sure my body was covered appropriately while trying to stifle the sobs welling up inside of me. Upon entering the mall, He faced me and loudly asked for my nipple clamps and chain. Looking nervously around, I quickly pulled the clamps out of my purse as He nonchalantly attached them to my already hard buds. At this time of day, the mall was not very crowded. I breathed a sigh of relief that immediately turned to embarrassment as He completely uncovered my breasts and attached the clamps very tightly. With a painful tug on the chain, He tucked my breasts back into my blouse and said that I looked more like the slut I was. The chain was very noticeable since my blouse was almost completely unbuttoned. Anyone with eyes would notice that obnoxious chain hanging across my heaving bosom, especially since my tits bounced with each step I took. While we started walking down the one side of the mall, He explained my punishment to me. He said that we were here shoe shopping in search of the highest heels they had in stock in my size. He said that I was not to try any shoes on by myself, but instead I was to always ask for assistance. With that, I cringed and looked down trying to hide my nervousness. The thought of sitting in a short skirt without wearing panties, smelling of sex, while someone helped me try on shoes totally embarrassed me. I knew that any salesperson would notice the obvious odor emanating from my body. That thought made me instantly shudder in fear and excitement. He knew that this punishment was going to make me squirm and He was savoring every moment. With a deep breath, I began walking slowly with him in search of the first shoe store. All of a sudden, He decided to pick up the pace a bit, wanting me to put on a show for the other shoppers. He knew everyone would notice his scantily clad whore's bouncing tits. As I tried to keep up, I wondered how many shoe stores there were in this mall. As we walked, I received smiles and cheers from all of the men we passed while at the same time getting frowns of disgust from all of the women. I heard phrases from "look at that whore", to "wonder how to get me some of that". I was torn between being totally turned on and being totally ashamed of my lusty behavior. Moms quickly marched passed us while covering their children's eyes and called me a slut under their breath. All I wanted to do was crawl within myself and hide. Being in public like this was unbearable. Keeping my head down in shame, I practically ran into my Sir as He stopped in front of a shoe store. He looked at me in amusement and said, "Let's go slut. You need some new shoes and to learn your lesson." I slowly crept into the store when I noticed His hand move to the small of my back. He lightly pushed me towards the salesperson forcing me to trip a little. The salesperson caught my arm just as I looked up. Here was a young man, probably twenty years old, standing in front of me. He looked very innocent and nervous, as he eyed me up and down. I noticed his eyes widen as his eyes slid across my breasts taking notice of the chain hanging across my open blouse. My Sir stood directly behind me watching the look of lusty awe appear on this young man's face. Then, My Sir spoke up and asked the young man to size my foot as we were looking for high heels for a special occasion. Immediately, I blushed knowing that I would have to sit down in front of him in this short skirt. The young salesman motioned me to the nearest chair as he went to find a stool and a foot sizer. As I sat down, my Sir told me that I was not to lock my legs together as if he was reading my mind. He ordered me to keep my legs apart for this young man's viewing pleasure. He wondered what reaction my naked pussy would get from this young man considering the look on his face when he looked at my clamped tits through my sheer blouse. My face reddened as I noticed the young man returning with his supplies. Once he sat on the stool directly in front of me, he reached for my right foot, removed my shoe and placed my foot on his knee. As he held on to my right foot, I slowly moved my left leg out hiking my skirt up a little more exposing my bare pussy. He must have spotted my move as I noticed his breathing become erratic and a twitch in his trousers. Unknowingly, the young man began massaging my leg softly which began to make me incredibly wet. My Sir snickered and asked the young man if he was enjoying the glistening view. Totally ashamed, the young man removed his hand from my leg and began babbling. He was talking so quickly that we could not understand a word he was saying. It was obvious that he was embarrassed and did not know what to say or do. My Sir walked over to him and put his hand on his shoulder to calm him down. I could not hear their entire conversation, but what I did hear shocked me. I heard My Sir tell the salesman that I was a total slut...his slut...and I was here showing myself off to him as I was ordered to do so. Furthermore, I heard my Sir tell him that he could touch or even taste me if he wanted. The choice was his. Upon hearing those last words, the young man turned around with desire in his eyes that I had not noticed before. His lusty look made me nervously fidget in my seat as a tear rolled down my cheek. He slowly looked into the mall to see if any shoppers were headed into the store. To my displeasure, the mall looked empty. The young man then took my hand and led me to a different chair; one that was more secluded in the back of the store that would hide us from the shoppers. Knowing his intentions, my Sir told him not to worry, as he would gladly look out for shoppers who may need his assistance. Sir's Humiliating Shoe Shopping With that being said, I sat down in the chair facing the back of the store, while my Sir sat with his back to me, directly behind me, watching the store entrance. The young salesman pulled his stool directly in front of me, closer than before and slowly began caressing my legs. He massaged my legs upward getting closer and closer to my aching, dripping pussy. I could not believe that I was sitting here being touched by a complete stranger getting wetter and wetter as his strong warm hands moved up my legs. As he crept upwards, he leaned towards me and inhaled deeply. Knowing that he could smell my obvious arousal, I began to whimper in total embarrassment. My Sir overheard my whimper and laughed loudly asking the young man if he enjoyed the aroma. Apparently, my scent drove this young man past embarrassment as he raised my skirt blatantly exposing my soaked, swollen cunt. His fingers gently caressed my outer lips as a gasp of delight escaped my lips. As I closed my eyes enjoying his feathery touch, he slowly slid his fingers up and down my hot slit paying particular attention to my throbbing, engorged clit. All of a sudden, his fingers were gone and his tongue invaded my hungry cunt forcing me to throw my head back and moan in pleasure. His tongue lapped up my sweet juices as it swirled first fast and then slowly around my sensitive clit. The faster his tongue moved the more I arched my hips into his face just wanting to be tongue-fucked harder. Hearing my purrs of pleasure, my Sir immediately knew that I was on the verge of orgasm. With that, My Sir instructed the young man to stop his ministrations on my pussy. This apparently confused the young man as he was definitely getting into the scene. Instead, my Sir told this young man to sit down, as I would be more than happy to service him with my warm mouth, as I was a good cocksucker. Those words harshly slapped me in the face forcing tears to my eyes. Trying to hide my pain, I stood up while the young man took my seat. Immediately, I knelt in front of him, unzipped his pants and took his soft cock in my hands. His cock instantly twitched as I touched it. I licked the pre-cum that had oozed from the tip after which I put his entire cock in my mouth and began moving my tongue up and down his already hardening shaft. I knew that this guy was going to cum soon as he started thrusting his cock into my face faster and faster. Suddenly, I felt his hand tangle in my hair just as his balls tightened. Then, he shot his load into the back of my throat. I tried swallowing his seed as quickly as possible, but unfortunately some started dripping from the sides of my mouth. My Sir quickly turned around on his heels and frowned as he told me that a good slut would not let this young man's cum go to waste. He then called me his cumslut and instructed me to lick up every drop I spilled. With tears rolling down my face, I used my fingers to lap up every ounce of cum I could find and then licked them clean while both men watched in pure admiration. Suddenly, we were all drawn back to reality as a couple of women walked into the shoe store talking loudly about their intended purchases. Without delay, I zipped the salesman's trousers up before he quickly jumped from his seat. My Sir walked around to me and blocked the shoppers view as I stood up to compose myself. Once I put myself together as best as I could, we both slowly walked out of the store. As we walked passed the salesman, My Sir winked at him, handed him his business card and said, "Thank you for the wonderful service young man. We will be sure to come back and visit you." I lowered my head as we walked out of the store, as I could not face the women given my slutty attire and behavior. Once again, I heard the word slut uttered from behind me and knew that they were obviously referring to me. Trying to stifle my sobs, we walked further down the mall in silence. After passing three stores, my Sir stopped and looked at me. I could not bear to look at him, as I was totally mortified with what had just happened. I was humiliated on so many levels that my head was swimming. Fortunately, My Sir noticed that I was swaying back and forth and walked me to the nearest bench. Upon sitting me down, he looked me in the eyes and asked how I liked my punishment thus far. To that I replied, "I am embarrassed Sir. I cannot believe I did that." "Slut, you cannot believe that you did that and enjoyed that. Isn't that what you mean? After all, you are such a slut?" He responded. Right away, I blushed, looked downward and nodded my head in agreement. He was right and he knew it. To my surprise, he reached his hand under my skirt and slipped his fingers into my drenched, swollen pussy. He laughed as he slid his fingers in and out with ease. "See slut, even in your embarrassment and humiliation, you are still wet and hungry for more. You cannot get enough even if you cannot admit it. But, I know you as the slut you really are," He said noticing my face redden deeper in shame. Unexpectedly, He grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the bench. We began walking quickly down the mall again. This time it seemed as if he was walking with a purpose, like he had a particular place to take me. All I could think was that we were heading to another shoe store. To my dismay, we stopped directly in front of another shoe store. Déjà vu. Here I was going to enter another shoe store wondering what could possibly happen here that perhaps had not happened already today. While walking into the store, I looked around for a salesperson and could not find anyone. Perhaps, the salesperson was in the back and would not come out for a while. A glimmer of hope hit me as that thought crossed my mind. Maybe, my Sir would get impatient and leave the store, thereby easing my punishment. Unfortunately, my hopes were instantly crushed just as a salesman sauntered out from the stockroom. As the salesman approached us, I noticed that he had a wickedly, broad smile across his face. As he held his hand out in front of him, he said, "Hello there, William." To my amazement, this gentleman knew my Sir. "Hello there, David. This is the slut that I was telling you about. What do you think?" My Sir responded. After shaking hands, my Sir twirled me around in front of this gentleman causing my skirt to fly up revealing my nakedness underneath. "She is definitely as you described. I wonder how good she is." David responded. "Well, that is why we are here. I thought you would like to give her a try." My Sir stated proudly. "Absolutely! It will be my pleasure...and only my pleasure. Thank you for thinking of me William." David replied with lust-filled eyes. After the initial introductions, the salesman, David, went to the front of the store and, with the turn of his key, lowered the security gate. Little did I know that he owned the shoe store and could close it at his convenience. My heart began racing faster and faster as the gate closed with a loud thud. When David turned around, he walked up to me and abruptly grabbed my wrist while dragging me into the stockroom. My Sir leisurely strolled after us to watch the scene unfold. As we walked into the storeroom, I gasped in surprise at what I saw. I noticed various toys, paddles, gags and restraints laid out on a table. I could not believe my very eyes. Thoughts began racing through my head just as David turned around and ripped my blouse and skirt completely from my body. He swiftly placed his hand over my mouth as I started to scream in shock at what he had just done. There I was standing naked in the stockroom of a mall store with my Sir idly watching from the corner of the room. Immediately, David shoved a ball-gag into my mouth to muffle my sobs and screams. "How do you like that bitch?" He whispered in my ear. All I could do was moan in response was my jaw throbbed from the gag. Then, he harshly yanked my hands above my head, cuffed them tightly together and hung me from a chain that I had not noticed hanging from the ceiling before. Luckily, I was able to stay standing on the floor. Smiling at his handiwork, David sharply tugged a few times on my nipple chain making me writhe in pain. As I was trying to breathe through the pain, he walked behind me and slapped my ass brutally. A muffled yelp was all that could be heard, as red handprints began to appear instantaneously on my creamy behind. Pleased with my gagged sobs and rosy ass, David turned to his toys to see what he wanted to play with. He had so much to choose from that he did not even know what to start with. This little delay helped me get more accustomed to the vulnerable position that I was in. After some deliberation, he chose a medium- sized butt plug and rammed it in my ass un-lubed without warning. This anal invasion caused me to automatically buck against my restraints and throw my head back in sheer agony. As I was squirming in my cuffs, he then shoved a remote-control egg vibe into my sensitive pussy and powered it to high. Then, David backed up into the corner next to my Sir eyeing the horny and abused slut hanging in front of them, ME. I heard whispers in the corner between the two men as my Sir told me that I was forbidden to cum. How was I expected to control my increasing animal lust with the egg vibrating within me? All I wanted to do was cum and once again I was denied. As the egg buzzed on high in my pussy, I felt a tingle throughout my entire body starting at my cunt. I knew that I could not cum, but the feeling got stronger and stronger from within. I focused my attention on the tantalizing tingles and tried to push them aside. Suddenly, I drifted into some sort of a sub daze. The room started spinning as I could not take the red-hot pain radiating from my ass combined with the fevered humming in my cunt. As I faded out, both gentlemen quietly left the stockroom leaving me to rest in my awkward position with the door wide open. As I was unconscious, it was as if I was outside my body watching myself. I observed in awe as my body unknowingly jerked every so often due to the overload of sensations I was feeling. I noticed my juices running down my inner legs. Did I like what was happening or was that just an involuntary reaction? I knew better to even question that as I was a slut...my Sir's slut. Whether I liked it or not, my body was betraying me once again. I do not know how long I had been out, but I cringed as soon as I saw the opened door. Right away, I heard additional voices and knew that there were customers in the store. Pulling anxiously on the cuffs looking for a way to escape, I spotted a young man standing in the doorway from the corner of my eye. As I began struggling harder in embarrassment, he walked in, found what he was looking for and stood there quietly watching me. With his eyes examining my naked body, I felt myself shudder in fear as I accidentally relieved myself on the floor. Hanging my head in utter shame, the young man chuckled to himself as he walked from the stockroom. I heard the young man say, "She's awake," as he strolled away. A few minutes later, David and my Sir returned to me in the stockroom and shut the door. They could see my total dismay, as I was sobbing and shaking uncontrollably. Slowly, David removed the gag, butt plug and vibe as my Sir unhooked me from the chain. At that time, David nodded to my Sir and left the room hurriedly. My Sir unlocked the cuffs, removed my nipple clamps and helped me sit in the nearest chair. I groaned in pain and relief from the chair as it hurt to sit, but the cold metal was cool upon my throbbing ass. Noticing my pain and tears, my Sir pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and began wiping my tears away pulling me close into his chest. I could not control my sobs; they got louder and louder until the point of exhaustion as his hug became tighter and tighter. Finally, I just slumped against my Sir and sniffled trying to ignore the puddle that I had made on the floor. Shortly later, my Sir stood up and pulled a bag out from the corner of the room. Apparently, when I was asleep, he did a little shopping for me. As I looked up at him with red-rimmed eyes, he produced a long, black overcoat. He bought the coat for me as his friend had been overly excited and ruined my clothes. How could I leave the mall without any clothes? Furthermore, He explained that he would take me shopping at a later time to buy me a new outfit as I endured my punishment well. Unconsciously, I looked down at the puddle on the floor again and began to cry. My Sir knelt in front of me, lifted my chin and kissed each eye tenderly. He said that he was proud of me for enduring all I had and now only wished to take me home to care for my used and abused body. He described the inviting bubble bath to come as he gingerly slipped the coat over my shoulders. He slowly kissed up my tired body as he buttoned my coat. Once completely covered up, He put his arm around my shoulder to steady me as I was still noticeably dizzy from the scene. At that time, David came back into the room and extended his apologies to me for destroying my clothes. He admitted that he was anxious to play and got into it a bit too much. Smiling sweetly, he took my hand, kissed it and showed us the back entrance to his store. He told us that we could stay as long as I needed, but he wanted us to know about the back entrance, so that I would not have to be paraded in public in my current condition. After what seemed like a ten- mile walk due to my extreme fatigue, we finally reached our cars. My Sir lovingly helped me into His car and said that He would arrange for my car to be picked up later that evening. All He wanted to do was get me home and care for my bruised body, mind and soul. In sheer exhaustion, I responded, "Yes Sir" as I placed my head on his shoulder and dozed off to sleep.