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The Mall

By: MirageLM



She received an e-mail from him telling her to meet him at Northpoint Mall at 10:00 AM the following Monday. He told her that she was to dress in a skirt, panties, thigh high stockings, heels, and a blouse that buttoned up the front. He specifically stated that she was not to wear a camisole or bra. She was a little miffed at first that he should command her to meet him, then tell her what to wear, but by the weekend she found herself thinking of the mall every time she had an idle minute. 

On Friday she arranged to take Monday off and on her way home stopped at a Victoria's Secret store to buy new panties and stockings. She slept in until about 8:00 AM Monday and then quickly showered. After drying off and drying her hair, she proceeded to pull on a pair of black silk panties, black stockings, a black skirt and a plain front white blouse. She stepped into her heels and stood before the mirror turning and looking at herself. She noticed that if she turned quickly her skirt twirled in such a way as to show the tops of her stockings. She also noticed that her nipples, now only partially erect, could be easily seen through the white material of her blouse. Staring in the mirror, she said, "God, girl...You have 'fuck me' written all over you." 

She was a little late getting to the mall, traffic was worse that she expected and she walked quickly to the area in front of Rich's where he told her to meet him. She saw him immediately, sitting on a bench. He had already seen her and was watching her intently as she approached. The intensity in his eyes caused her heart to beat faster, her nipples to erect themselves against the front of her blouse, and her pussy to begin to dampen with sexual excitement. She knew that there was little that she wouldn't do if he asked...Now she wondered what he would ask. 

He stood as she reached him and grinned as he said "Hello." His arm went around her in a firm hug and she relaxed at his familiar touch. They sat and talked a minute and then he asked, "Want a cup of coffee?" She nodded her assent and they stood and walked toward the food court. She started to veer off toward the corridor that led to the court when he said, "Let's take the elevator." She agreed, although she thought it was silly to take an elevator only one level. 

As they continued toward the elevator he said, "When we get on the elevator, I want you to take your panties off and hand them to me." Her head jerked toward him as if pulled by a string "W-w-what?" she stuttered looking at him. He only stared straight ahead and repeated his statement. She knew he was serious, and began to try to figure out how she was going to get her panties off in such a short period of time. 

As they entered the court housing the elevator, she looked up and realized that the elevator car was glass from floor to ceiling. Jerking her head to face him she spat, "You must be kidding!" He looked at her calmly and said "Hardly." She shook her head and said "No way...I'll be arrested!" 

He stopped in his tracks and gently taking her elbow, turned her to face him, "Look," he said calmly as he stared into her eyes, "You said you wanted to 'play.' I agreed to play if you would do as I said. Now is your opportunity to choose...Either do as I say, and I'll take you places sexually that you have never been, or just walk off and forget it...Your choice." 

She stared defiantly into his eyes, but could not hold his stare. As her eyes dropped to study the floor she remembered the intensity and duration of the pleasure he had given her last time...Her heart began to pound as she realized that she wanted that intensity again. 

Taking a deep breath, she sighed and raised her eye to meet his. "Okay," she whispered, "What do I do?" 

"Easy," he replied with a grin, "We get on the elevator and you take your panties off and hand them to me. You'll have to be quick...It only takes the elevator 18 seconds to get to the second level." 

Looking about, she took a deep breath and said, "Okay, there's no one in the court right now. Hurry and call the elevator." 

He pressed the call button and as the elevator descended she mentally counted the seconds. "Damn!" she thought, "He's right...Eighteen seconds. With my luck I'll hook a heel in my panties and end up on the floor showing my ass to the whole world." 

Then the door opened and they stepped inside. The door closed and she felt the elevator jerk upward. She figured to wait a second just to get off ground level and then turn her back and remove her panties. What she forgot was the fact that the elevator was round and there was no way to hide. "Dammit!" she cried in frustration "Someone will see..." 

He stared dispassionately and said, "You had better hurry or you'll be caught with the door opening." 

"Dammit," she cried again and lifted her skirt enough to get her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath she peeled them down her legs and lifting one leg, stepped out of one leg hole. At that moment she looked around and right into the owlish eyes of two senior citizens on the escalator across the court from the elevator. They were descending and had come "eyeball to pussy" level just as she lifted her leg to step out of her panties. Both were frozen in place, mouths agape, staring at her. 

"See?" she spat at him, "I told you so! They saw me!" 

His eyes were dancing with laughter, "So?" he responded, "You gave them a thrill. Besides, what are they going to do? Get a guard and chance you down and make you show your bare ass? Just relax." 

Just then the elevator stopped and the door opened. Standing outside the door was a young mother with her toddler and what appeared to be her mother. They noticed both women staring down wide-eyed only to realize that she still held her panties in her hand. Without missing a beat he said, "Good morning ladies," and then turning to her took the panties and said "Here, I'll take those." 

She lowered her eyes and walked off the elevator avoiding the blazing stares of the two women. "You're crazy," she laughed as she caught up with him, "They'll be talking about that for weeks." 

"Yep," he replied "And if their lucky it will make them horny enough to go home and meet their husbands at the door without panties on. I'll bet neither of them has had a decent piece of ass in years." 

They walked to the food court and sat down away from what little traffic there was at that time. She sat first, her back to foot traffic and he pulled a chair up beside and facing her, so that their legs were side by side and his right hand was resting on her right thigh. As they talked he began to slowly stroke the tops of her thighs, first on the outside of her skirt, then slowly over her knees and then inside them. She closed her eyes and groaned as she felt his fingers touch the bare flesh above the tops of her stockings. 

"P-please," she groaned, "Someone will see." 

"Hush," he shushed her as his hand moved up her thigh. "Spread 'em" he growled as she resisted, and she sighed and relaxed her legs, letting them spread enough for him to slide his hand in between her thighs. Slowly and surreptitiously, he stroked the inner surfaces of both thighs until his knuckle was brushing the hair on her pussy. 

"S-s-s-s-s-u-u-h-h," she hissed as she felt his fingers rub the juncture of her thigh and lower belly. 

Suddenly he turned his hand ninety degrees and slid it forward until it cupped her pussy. 

"W-h-h-a-a-t, u-n-n-o-oh-n-no," she stuttered. 

"Quiet," he said calmly, "Be still and no one will notice." 

"B-but," she stammered and suddenly his middle finger slipped between the slick lips of her pussy and grazed her clit. 

"W-w-wh-o-o-o-o!" she grunted as the shock of the direct stimulation of her clit rocketed from her crotch to her brain. Soon she was gasping for breath as he brought her close to orgasm and then slowed his stroking. 

"Want to cum?" he asked. 

"H-here?" she gasped "Oh, g-g-god, n-not h-here, oh d-damn y-y-you, p-please, yes!" She stuttered as she contradicted herself. 

"Well," he said calmly, "If you want to cum you have to show me your nipples." 

Her eyes shot open and she begged "W-what? N-no, p-please. P-p-please don't make me!" 

"Okay" he grinned as he gave her clit a couple of quick strokes, "I'll take my hand away." 

"O-oh, n-n-no!" she gasped as the thrill of his finger strokes shot through her body. 

"Then show me your nipples," he grinned as he stroked he once more making her hips buck. 

"D-damn y-you," she stuttered as she reached for the buttons on her blouse and unbuttoned the top three buttons. Looking about and seeing no one close she pulled her blouse open and stared at him in defiance. 

But he just shook his head and said, "No way. I want the blouse open to your waist and I want to see your nipples...All of both of them." And with that he gave her clit another stroke. 

"A-a-h-h-h, g-g-god! She gasped as she closed her eyes at the sensation. She was right on the brink...Again looking around she proceeded to unbutton the remainder of the buttons and pull her blouse apart slowly. Closing her eyes she felt first the cool air from the mall air conditioner then the edges of her blouse catch on her erect nipples, then his gasp of pleasure as they came into view. 

"Good girl," he whispered and then began to move his finger over her clit. 

"O-o-h-h-h, wha-a-a-a," she gasped as the sensation shot through her body. She felt her nipples harden into flinty points as her orgasm approached. 

"Come on baby," he whispered to her as he stroked lightly on he clit, "Show me...Give it to me babe." Slowly he reached up and pinched one of her exposed nipples lightly, pulling it so that it lifted her breast up. 

"N-n-n-n-g-g-g-g!" she gritted panting as her crisis approached. "O-o-oh, y-y-yes, g-god, o-oh, p-please, y-yes, she stuttered, eyes closed. Then suddenly her head was thrown back and her body vibrated with her orgasm. "N-n-n-n-n-g-g-g-g!" she cried as her hips bucked and her hands scrabbled to grab the edge of her chair. Slowly the spasms passed and she settled back into her chair. She opened her eyes and looked around and amazingly everyone was walking about as if nothing had happened. 

She quickly buttoned her blouse while he watched with an amused look on his face. He got up and got drinks and they sat silently while she gathered her wits. 

Finally, she looked up at him and said, "You're crazy. You know that don't you?" 

"Yeah," he grinned, "Isn't it fun?" 

Before she could answer, he was up and walking away. 

"C'mon," he said. 

"Where?" she questioned hurrying to catch up with him. 

"Shopping!" he said and strode down the mall. 

She caught up with him and and linked her arm in his as they walked down the mall. He walked her into Lord & Taylor and then stopped at the store directory. 

"Where are we going?" she asked, studying his face to try to pick up a hint as he looked at the directory. 

"To buy shoes," he responded in a matter of fact tone. 

"Shoes?" she questioned. 

"Yep," he said, then "Okay, second level." And off he went. 

She followed him onto the escalator and again struggled to keep up as he walked quickly through the store. 

"But why shoes?" she asked, puzzled at his behavior after the episode in the food court. 

He stopped and turned to her almost as if he were exasperated with her questions, "Look, I want to buy you some really sexy shoes, okay?" 

Still puzzled, she said "B-but..." 

"No 'buts'" he replied, "Just let me buy you some shoes." 

She looked at his face and realized that he was not going to give in, so she shrugged her shoulders and said "Okay. Let's buy shoes." 

Soon they found the shoe department. The lone clerk was seated at the feet of an older lady and from the looks of things she was trying on every shoe in the store. The clerk told them it would be a while and he responded by saying "What if we just find something and ask you to get it in her size?" 

The clerk, relieved that he was not going to have two difficult customers on his hands nodded his agreement. 

He sat her down off in one distant corner of the department and then walked away looking at the new spring styles. She saw him picking up different shoes until he finally selected a yellow, high-heeled pump. "What size?" he called to her. She told him, he relayed the information to the clerk, and soon he was kneeling in front of her with the yellow pumps. 

He removed her shoes, but before placing the new shoes on her feet began to stroke the bottom of her feet. She wriggled at the sensation and then looked about in a panic as he ran his hands up her legs and under her skirt. 

"No one is looking" he assured her as he stroked inside her thighs. 

She relaxed and sighed as his hands met at the point where her legs met her torso. Pushing against both thighs so that her legs spread to the limit of the hem of her skirt, he began massaging the tendons on the inside of her thighs he stroked his thumb across her pussy. 

"A-h-h-h-h," she gasped at the sensation. 

The initial stroke was followed by a second, then a third and soon she was bucking her hips in rhythm with the movement of his thumbs. 

"N-n-n-n-g-g-g-g-g!" she whined as she felt her orgasm begin to build, only to groan in frustration as he removed his hands. 

Acting as if nothing was going on, he fitted the pumps on her feet and tightened the tiny straps around her ankles. 

"Okay," he said "Go over to the mirror." 

She stood on wobbly legs and walked to the mirror. The heels on the shoes were almost five inches high and emphasized the muscles in her legs. She walked to the mirror and looked at the image there. Those shoes definitely said, "Fuck me." 

She turned and said, "What do you think?" 

He looked critically and said, "I don't know...The skirt clashes with then. Step back into the mirrors and lift it out of the way." 

Looking around, she stepped into the small indention in the wall formed by the mirrors and lifted her skirt well above her knees, 

"So?" she questioned, lifting her eyebrows. 

"Higher, " he said, "get it out of the way." 

"B-but," she stammered, "It already too..." 

"No it's not" he replied, "Lift it up." 

Closing her eyes she lifted her skirt until she felt the cool air from the air conditioner blowing the hair on her pussy. She was totally exposed from the waist down. 

"I like them," he said, "Take a look and see what you think." 

"B-but..." she stammered. 

"Yes," he laughed, "It's a beautiful butt. Now take a look." 

She turned and started to let the skirt drop. But he said "Ah, ah, ah! Leave the skirt up." 

She turned and was shocked to see herself holding her skirt aloft and her pussy exposed. 

Again, she turned to him with a pleading look in her eyes. "P-please, can I drop it now?" she begged. 

"Nope," he grinned, "You have to rub your clit first." 

She stared at him, not believing what she heard. "Wha...? A-are you c-crazy?" she stammered. 

"Nope," he replied "I want to see you rub your clit." 

"B-but..." she stuttered. 

"No buts," he grinned "You had better get busy before someone comes along." 

"O-oh g-god," she stammered as she shifted her hold on her skirt and ran her right hand across her belly and into her pubic hair. 

The jolt of her finger on her clit was instantaneous and she closed her eyes and threw back her head in pleasure as she began to stroke her middle finger across the erect nub of her clit. 

"My, my" he said as he shook his head "You must do that a lot. You went right to it!" 

"S-shut u-up, d-damn y-you" she gasped as her finger urged her toward orgasm. 

She had actually spread her feet and bent her knees into a semi-squat to better access her pussy with her fingers. He leaned back and watched as she moved closer to her crisis. 

"O-o-h-h-h, y-y-e-e-s-s-s," she hissed as she stroked furiously with her right hand. 

"Okay, she's gone..." the voice of the salesman intruded into her bliss "Did you find something you like?" 

He had just closed the register and was walking across the department in their direction. Her eyes jolted open and she dropped her skirt just before he walked into view. Without saying a word, she just nodded her head and shakily walked back to the chair. 

Before she knew it the salesman was sitting in front of her lifting her foot onto the slanted portion of the stool. She was still shaking with sexual tension and had let one leg fall aside as she leaned back in the chair. The view up her skirt and the musky scent from her pussy hit the salesman at the same time. Being no fool, he slowly removed both shoes, taking the opportunity to peek up her skirt several more times. 

Finally, he asked, "Should I ring these up for you?" and she, still trying to gain control merely nodded her assent. 

They paid and walked out of the store without speaking. Finally, she broke the silence. 

"Damn you," she giggled, "You are going to get me arrested! Why didn't you warn me he was coming?" 

"Sorry," he laughed "But I got so carried away watching you I forgot to check on him." 

"Well," she laughed shaking his arm "Next time be more careful." 

The it struck her....She had actually said "Next time." 

As they walked down the mall she hooked her arm in his and asked "Where to now?" 

"Well," he said, "I thought we would look for a dress." 

"A dress?" she questioned. 

"Yep," he responded, "You have new shoes. Now you need a new dress to go with them." 

He steered her into a shop that specialized in high fashion dresses. As they walked in he noticed that there was only one clerk in the store. She was a young girl, maybe 18 or 19 and she clearly was disappointed that she had customers to deal with. She looked up from her magazine and asked if she could help. He told her that they would just look for now and he would let her know if they needed her. This pleased the lazy girl and she went back to reading her magazine. 

They walked to the back of the store and he started looking at a rack of spring dresses. They were thin, sleeveless and short. He asked her size and nodding, finally found a yellow one, just the color of her shoes. 

"Here," he said, "Try this." 

"You're kidding!" she exclaimed " I have no bra, you have my panties and you want me to put this on?" 

"Just try it," he said "Let's see what it looks like...And here take the shoes. I want to see the whole package." 

"Okay," she sighed, "I must be losing my mind." 

She was relieved to see that the dressing rooms had full doors that locked rather than half-doors or curtains. 

She locked the door, stepped out of her shoes and stripped of her skirt and blouse. She turned and examined herself in the mirror. Her nipples were erect and hard as pebbles and her clit was throbbing with need. She decided to take a minute and get some relief and she pinched one nipple while her other hand strayed down between her legs. She gasped in pleasure as her finger found the nub of her clit. Leaning against the wall she slowly stroked herself as her passion built...Suddenly there was a knock at the door. 

"What's taking so long?" he said. 

"J-just a minute," she stuttered "I'm almost dressed." 

She quickly pulled the dress on and stepped into the yellow pumps. Glancing in the mirror she was shocked to see her nipples pressing against the thin fabric and the shadow of her pubis at the vee of her legs. 

She opened the door and he was standing there. 

"I can't come out," she said holding the door only partially open. 

"Why?' he questioned. 

"Because this damned dress leaves nothing to the imagination," she spat "You can see right through it." 

"There is a set of mirrors right here at the back of the store" he said, "Just come out that far." 


The Mall



Knowing he wouldn't take "No" for an answer she sighed and walked out. 

"Whoa!" he said, his eyes glued to the dress as it clung to her figure, "God that is incredible!" 

She said nothing and looked about as she walked into the showroom. The store was empty and the salesgirl was still engrossed in her magazine so she relaxed and stepped in front of the mirror. She had to admit that the dress, the shoes and the total absence of underwear and hose made for a damn sexy sight. 

Just then he stepped up beside her and she felt his hand under the back of the dress. She drew in her breath sharply as his hand caressed the cheeks of her ass. 

"Oh, p-please," she gasped, "Not here..." 

"Hush," he whispered "Just relax." 

His hand cupped her ass cheeks and she felt the middle finger settle in her crack and begin to move up and down pressing to separate the cheeks. 

"A-a-h-h-h!" she groaned as his finger slipped lower and brushed the lips of her pussy. 

"Spread 'em" he growled when she clipped his hand between her thighs. 

"B-b-but, s-someone will s-see!" she protested. 

"Not if you're quiet," he responded pinching her inner thigh. 

She quickly shuffled her legs apart and he began stroking again. Her pussy was dripping and he slipped his finger between her lips, pausing to flip it across her erect clit. 

"W-h-h-o-o-o!" she gasped, biting her hand in an effort to stay quiet. 

He continued to rub from her clit back between her ass, spreading her juices until she felt slick from her pussy to her anus. Then suddenly, his finger was pressing into her anus. 

"N-e-e-o-o-o!" she gasped clinching her ass to repel his finger. 

"Oh, yes!" he replied pressing against the rubbery ring of her sphincter until his finger popped in and with one stroke he was in to the knuckle. 

"N-n-n-n-g-g-g-g-g...Oh! God!" she gritted as she felt his finger wiggle in her ass, stimulating her through the thin membrane that separated his finger from the horny, slick grasp of her pussy. 

Noticing a commotion, the clerk looked up and called, "Can I help you?" 

He looked over his shoulder and said, "No we're fine...I'll let you know if we need help." 

The clerk relaxed again and went back to her magazine. 

"C'mon," he said and with his finger still in her ass he began walking her back to the dressing room. Every step caused a jolt of electricity to race through her body and she was so closed to cumming she could barely stand by the time he walked her into the small room and closed the door. 

"Take the dress off," he ordered. She complied quickly, drawing the thin shift over her head and standing nude before him except for the heels. 

"You've been a good sport," he said, "Time for part of your reward." 

With that he bent his head and sucked an erect nipple into his greedy mouth. With his finger still in her ass, he took his other hand and moved quickly to stroke her throbbing clit. 

"Oh, y-y-es, m-my g-g-god t-that's it!" she babbled as he worked his fingers, tongue and teeth over the sensitive areas of her body. In seconds she threw back her head and went rigid...Her orgasm blasting its way from her nipples and anus to her throbbing, dripping pussy. She could say nothing...and stood gasping and groaning as wave after wave of passion washed over her. 

Finally, she relaxed and fell against him, breathing as if she had just finished a marathon. She groaned in disappointment as his fingers withdrew from her ass and pussy and she sat on the chair in the dressing room. Then she noticed the front of his trousers and the protrusion his erection made there. 

Before he could react she had his zipper undone, his trousers around his ankles and his penis in her mouth. He gasped at the sensation of her lips sucking over the bulbous head of his penis and relaxed to let her have her way... 

Knowing he was on the verge of cumming, and wanting to give him all the pleasure he could stand, she let her mouth go slack so that there only the slightest friction on the head of his cock. Grasping his exposed ass cheeks in her hands, she held him still while she slowly slid her mouth onto his erection, taking him in until the hairy sac of his balls were nestled against her chin bumped. 

"O-o-o-o-h-h! G-god!" it was his turn to groan with the need to cum. 

Just as slowly, she withdrew until only the turgid head of his cock was enclosed in her lips and then she started moving her mouth back down over him again. In just five or six strokes he was stuttering his need to cum, bracing his arms on the walls of the changing room and jutting his hips forward seeking the heat of her mouth. 

And then he was there.... 

"A-h-h-h-h, b-baby...Oh g-god! H-here it is! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" and his orgasm was on him, his cock spurting cum into her greedily sucking mouth with every grunt. 

As the spurting subsided, she continued to slowly suck his cock, bathing him with her tongue until he began to soften.... 

Suddenly there was a knock on the door..."Sir? Maam? It's against company policy for more than one person to be in our dressing rooms" the sales clerk called. 

It was his turn to groan in frustration and disappointment..."We'll be right out" he said. 

They paid for the dress and walked out of the store. Both had a funny gait...She from a tingling in her pussy and a buzzing in her ass. He from an erection that wouldn't quite subside and the feeling of cum dripping from his saliva wet penis. 

"Where's the closest motel? I don't think we're done yet" she asked as she brushed her hand over the protrusion of his erection and smiled sweetly. 

His mind was already racing to what would come next.



The Mall



The mall was crowded this evening. She could tell by the cars that filled every slot in the parking lot. A glance over at Him told her that He was getting irritated at not finding a space right away. Oh how she knew He hated to wait. The heat of the summer night clung to her tanned skin as she scanned the lot for a space. As she looked, her thoughts ran back to earlier in the day. A grin spread over her features and a blush rose from her chest all the way up through her face. 

When they got home from their daily walk, she was exhausted. Sometimes she feared that she wouldn't be able to keep up with her Master. His tall frame afforded His legs to stretch and glide with each step. On the other hand, her small body only allowed her two steps for every one of His. She struggled to keep up at times, but jogged if she had to endure the pace. Once back at the house, she panted as she stretched her weary limbs. 

As He did the same, His eyes never stopped watching her with interest. "Did that wear you out?" He snickered. 

Through labored breaths, she nodded. "Yes Master, You certainly were quick today. I wondered if I would be able to catch You or if I would have to settle for eating Your dust." 

She laughed as her breathing returned to a somewhat normal state. She bent down to give her strong calves a full stretch. Pulling her breasts tightly to her knees, she felt His long fingers wind around her ponytail. With a jerk, He pulled her head to look up at Him from low in her position. 

"You look so good when you're trying to keep up with Me, and even better all sweaty and bent over in such a way." 

Adding a hard slap to her high held ass with His open palm, He continued, "But now it's time you showered. I have plans for us this evening, and I can't have you looking all overexerted the way you do." 

Another three smacks signaled His command ended as she winced with the stinging flush of pain. 

"Yes Master, I shall not be long." 

She didn't dare ask what His intentions were for tonight since her words would have been caught in her throat anyhow. His hand still held fast in her hair, He pulled her upright to brush His lips on hers. She wanted so to linger there, but as He released her, she rushed off without delay. 

The first burst of hot water soothed her skin until she turned around. A squeal popped out of her mouth from the heat combining with the fire gracing her rosy lower cheeks. Her hands softly rubbed the feeling to pass. Slipping the soap around each crevice and curve, she hummed softly. He loved the way her melodies echoed off of the tiled walls. She didn't know the tune that escaped, but it sounded light and airy. As the shampoo dripped into her wet palm, she smiled. Her life was good and it was all because she was His. Small moments to herself like this gave her the chance to reflect on her fortune to be His submissive. Nowhere in the world would she rather be than in His house, in His service, in His life. 

The shampoo clung to each finger that she rubbed to lathering foam. Her hands ran through each strand of hair until all were coated and soapy. Her eyes were closed tight in fear of getting the dripping bubbles into them. Since her humming increased in volume to compensate for the blasting water, she didn't hear Him enter the bathroom. He rolled up His sleeve and reached inside the steaming fog. One hand crept neatly behind the shower door to caress the still red handprint on her ass. His palm rubbed until it perfectly matched the imprint, and then He squeezed hard. The skin pinched in His powerful grasp while she gasped and nearly opened her eyes. 

He cooed, "Just wanted to see what sort of print it left after the hot water soaked it love. I heard your sweet humming and had to have a listen. I'm off to the other room, but please continue your song so I may listen through the partly open door." 

She smiled toward the sound of His voice since her eyes were pressed shut tight against the soap. He then turned and left. A sigh from her followed His exit. Figuring she had washed her hair enough, she rinsed and leaned against the wall. Water jetted from the spout, calming her enough to step out. 

As she wrapped her body in the large soft bath towels, she heard Him riffling through her closet. He was grumbling something about not finding what He searched for. She wasn't sure if she should offer help or not, and decided to leave Him to it. He would yell for her if He needed assistance. As she combed the knots from her long dark brown soaking wet tresses, she again hummed a soft new tune. She started the blow drier and held it to her head. Each strand blew wildly around until she moved it to another section. 

When she turned it off, she heard Him bellow, You're clothes are laid out for you. Get them on and leave your hair down tonight. You know how I like it. I'm off to shower now. Be ready before I finish." 

She called after the closing door, "Yes Master, thank You, I will." 

Lotion squirted out from the long bottle into her palm. She held it to her nose and inhaled deeply the warm vanilla sugar scent. It was new ~ a gift from Him since He knew how she so loved vanilla. He knew her so well. She smoothed it on every inch of her flesh and again hummed a familiar tune. When finished, she brushed her teeth and cleaned up behind her. 

She traipsed out to the bedroom to find His favorite sundress lying across her pillow as if she were once in it and somehow evaporated ... leaving only the dress behind. She quickly noted that no stockings, no panties, no bra and no garter were to be found, only the dress and a pair of blue heels. Those heels matched the thin-strapped dress to perfection. She smiled at His taste and slipped it over her damp form. On her pillow, a thin band of gold laid waiting. Upon it, a tiny heart dangled engraved with the words, My pet. She loved seeing that there. She stood before the full length mirrors to check the dress's fit. It clung just so in all the right spots. Flaring out with a dancing outfit style, she twirled to see it fly above her hips and reveal her neatly shaven mound beneath. She twirled faster and faster until she heard His applause boom out from behind her. He chuckled and crossed to her. 

Taking her in His arms as the room spun before her, He said, "You are indeed a vision in that dress My darling. How that color brings out the sparkle in your blue eyes. Just perfect." 

The hot flames of a blush crept up her body as she whispered, "Thank You. You do have excellent taste anyhow, I appreciate the compliment." 

His hands glided up her waist to her ample breasts. He took one in each hand and dug His fingers in through the thin material. She flinched, but only slightly as she sighed. 

It was then that her dizziness subsided enough to take in His appearance to which she added, "And You look simply scrumptious this evening Master." His khaki pants and crisp white shirt gave His frame a relaxed, yet forceful appearance. She licked her lips and smiled wide.

As she stood before Him, her eyes scanned over His handsome face. She could only stare in awe at the silent power He exuded just with a look. While she concentrated on Him, she nearly fell to her knees in surrender as if He had already willed it to be. He took one of her hands in His and flung her away in a spin. As she danced outward, He immediately pulled her back in and twisted one arm up behind her as a thief in a dark alley would. 

He growled down to her, "Just hold still." Her breath caught half way out, as she held stone still. 

He pushed her body over to the freshly made bed and forced her face down on it. Her head lay to the side so she could breath, and the sheets let off a crisp airy scent. She could feel Him still holding her in place with His one single hand. It let go long enough to run up her side and caress along the outer edge of her left breast. Suddenly, she heard a loud click. She started to turn her head toward the noise, but instead felt His hand on her cheek. 

"Just lay still my sweetness. Just lie still."

The calming tone of His voice lent her relaxation. Her body lost all of its rigid tenseness. One finger lifted underneath of her arm to pull it above her head. Cold steel replaced His warm finger on her wrist. The realization came too late ~ cuffs. He had cuffed her hand to the bedpost. Both ankles followed the other arm in restraint. With her body spread wide open in glorious splendor before Him, she tested each of her bonds. All held fast. 

"Lift your head for me. I really don't want to muss your hair right now." 

She raised it as far as she possibly could and looked at what He held. One blood red rose stemmed from His outstretched hand. Its petals were perfectly flawless. The scent drew into her as He moved it nearer to her face. The very tip softly danced down her closed eyelids and over her nose. She inhaled its heavenly fragrance as it moved down her lips. She laid her head back on the quilted blanket and sighed. Her Master skillfully moved it down her shoulder and over each blade in turn. It ran over the thin fabric and bounced along the back of her thigh. His free hand bunched up the skirting around her waist. She felt His hot breath so near to her legs that she trembled involuntarily. 

"This rose and its sweet scent have nothing on the musky scent of your desperate lust My little slut." 

She smiled deeply to herself as His hands followed the rose's scant trail on her flesh. It ran over and over the inside and outside of her thighs until it dipped up inside the heat between her legs. A gasp slipped out as the rose danced along her freshly dewed folds. He laid the flower on the roundness of her ass cheeks with its thorny stem pricking lightly into her tender skin. 

"Don't move or the thorns will dig into the bare skin back here." 

She held her breath, and with gentle brute force, He pushed a finger deep inside her wetness. It took everything she had to hold ever still. He fucked it deeper to the last knuckle and held it there for a painstakingly long time. The finger slid out enough for Him to add a second, then a third. He probed her depth with soft grunts coupled with heavy sighs. The gliding of His fingers gave rise to moans from deep within her core. He never stopped the slow motions. 

She felt her body temperature rising with the flames of wanton need begging to be quenched. Her body began to twitch without her bidding it to do so. He growled down at her. The rose wobbled on her ass. Something told her that if that rose fell to the cushion of the bed, she would be in for it. He increased pace, pushing her farther and farther toward the edge of that sensual submissive cliff. With pulse racing, she concentrated only on holding still. However, her body betrayed her and jolted from the bed for only a split second. The rose spilled from it's soft resting place as it rolled down pricking her skin here and there. As she turned her head to look at Him, He gave an evil smile.

"I know you knew to keep that rose in place. Of course, I also knew your body as well as you did and figured that rose would fall. Hmmm, now what to do about that lack of control," He talked at her but not really to her. 

She couldn't see where He disappeared, but she had a feeling she was in for something wicked. The sounds of Him moving things around in His old antique trunk made her quirk inside. She knew of some of the things He kept there, but was always fearful to peek inside without permission. 

"Ah hah" He then nearly yelled as He crossed back to the bed after locking the trunk lid again. Since she faced the door, He stayed on the other side. He didn't want her seeing what He was doing. 

Again, His hands slipped up the back of her cocoa colored thighs. He loved when her body got sun and turned that golden brown shade. His fingers ambled around her glistening pussy lips over and over without touching either one. Then it happened. She nearly pulled her arms from the sockets as the hard pinch clamped around one lip. The other quickly received the same treatment. He climbed up between her spread eagle legs and leaned close. His nose brushed against her thigh as He inhaled her odor. Each hand pulled the clamps wide open to present to Him what was indeed His by His right. The tiniest of clamps snapped over her swollen hard bud. She cried out in shock and unexpected delight. Searing pain shot down her legs to the tips of her toes. As the rounded edges pressed evenly against her bulging clit, He removed the other two clamps one after another. He then once more dipped a finger into her hot fuckhole. Her tan deepened an even shade with undertones of red flushing over her entire body. He slid from the bed and unlocked each limb from their bonds. She found that she was afraid to move; afraid the clamp would pop off and have to be adjusted in place again. He rolled her over with a delicate insistence. She couldn't look at Him, not just yet. 

"Love, look at me." 

She slowly fixed her misty gaze on His face, intensely meditating on His deep pools filled with love. 

"I want you to make sure that clip stays on until I say it's time to take it off. Do you understand?" 

She nodded and mustered a "Yes Master" to comply with His wishes. 

"Good. Now sit up and come kneel before me." 

Her body quivered as the clip moved with her and held fast. She grinned thinking that perhaps she could do this. As He bent and placed the thin cool collar around her neck, He checked for it's tightness with one finger. 

He laughed, "Calm yourself and behave My horny fuckslut. Go finish your hair and make-up. Then perhaps we'll be off." 

He bent lower to kiss the tip of her nose before retreating downstairs. 

She carefully went in and tousled her hair to a neat bounce, then attended to her face. He didn't like it when she wore too much make-up, so she applied a light coating of powder, a hint of blush to her cheeks, a thin line of liner under each eyelid and one even smaller above before moving to her pouty lips. She chose a soft pale pink and slicked it on each lip. Smacking them together, she smiled. Good choice, she thought as she returned the tube to its place on the counter. A quick blast of hair spray crowned her look. She turned and shut out the lights as she slipped cautiously down the steps trying not to move very much. 

He was waiting in the living room by then, flipping through the newspaper. As she hit the bottom step, He looked up to give her that grin... the one He held only for her. She flashed Him the smile that she reserved for her Master's eyes only and crossed to stand before Him. He nodded as His eyes examined every part of her twice. She then lowered down onto her knees and gave herself over to full inspection for Him. He stood, circling around her like a lion stalking its prey. He bent lower to inhale her scent. A wide smile formed as He recognized the lotions telltale aroma. He then moved in front of her once more and stool stock still, staring down at her. 

"Very good little one. You've done well. However, I think that lipstick is a bit too perfect. I'd like to mess it up a little before we depart." 

She then looked up into His eyes and nodded understanding the command without Him actually saying the words. 

She first took His belt buckle and worked it open. Unexpectedly, He grabbed her hand and stopped her progress. 

"Take My belt off of Me and present it to Me slut." 

Her trembling hands returned to the bucket as she pulled it free from each loop slowly. The buttery dark leather ran through her hands as she pulled it straight before folding it in half. Holding it above her bowed head, she waited for Him to take it from her. He did and cracked the doubled pieces together making a sharp snap ring out. As the sound resounded in her ears, she flinched. Though He loomed over her, the belt buckle wound in leather tightly in His fist, she continued. Her fingers reached up to take hold of His pants button and pop it open. Her index finger and thumb pinched His zipper between them as she pulled it down all the way. His hands had found their way to His waist, and He stood there waiting all-powerful looking like Zeus Himself. 

She tugged His pants down to His ankles as His thick hardening member sprung out directly in front of her face. Her tongue ran over her lips as she moved nearer to it, craving it to fill her parted lips. The velvety head pressed against them as she sighed her content, ready to push it in slowly. 

This was not to be. He yanked her hair back and thrust His hips forward to pummel it with one long stroke to the back of her throat. All at once, she felt her gag reflex kick in and try to swallow Him. He held her there, deep down on His now throbbing cock. With a wide flick of His wrist, the belt's tip whistled down to tag along the soft sweet ass cheek as it rested on her heels. Panic wrought over her face as she could barely get a breath. He bobbed her face in tiny jerks as her nose brushed against His skin. 

Again, the leather weapon whispered through the air and snapped along the other cheek. A loud cry caught in her throat. As He neared the height of His arousal, a low growl pressed in His chest. He suddenly pulled her from Him and held her right in front of His erect weapon. 

Deep breaths replaced the growls, and He smiled down at her. 

"See what you do to Me? But again, not now ... not yet. Give My cock one last parting kiss and we'll be off." 

A grin graced the corners of her mouth followed by a tiny disappointed sigh. She had so hoped to drink of His hot essence. Her lips pursed to gently place an angel's kiss to the swollen tip of His immense member before backing away on her knees. He looked a bit disengaged as He pulled His pants back up, zipped, buttoned and replaced His belt much to her relief. 

As He released her hair, His body bent to wrap an arm around her waist. He pulled her up to Him and held her close. Her nostrils filled with His warm erotic scent. She took the chance to breath Him in over and over. 

"Now present to me Your redness My love," He whispered down to her ear as His tongue flicked out over the lobe. 

She spun away from Him and doubled her body in half. His fingers ran along the back of each thigh before flipping her dress up around her hips. Each cheek was kissed with a long red lash that burned with love's fire. His fingertips traced along each welt time and again until He was satisfied with the effort. Once more, one single finger dipped down between the crack of her ass to probe into her soaking wet fuckhole. Her hands gripped her ankles as she inhaled deeply. Her arousal was evident. 

"It would seem that you wanted more. Am I right?" 

She peeked around her calf and nodded, "Yes Master, I wanted so to taste You, to take all of Your juices in, but I am just happy to have had You at all today. Thank You my Master." 

She beamed as He fucked that lone finger in and out a few times before checking the metal clip was still present. When satisfied, He pulled her skirt into place once more. 

"C'mon love, let's go." 

She followed Him outside where the sweltering heat caressed her with a damp hot breeze. He opened her car door and held her hand as she slipped down onto the burning leather. Since she wore no undergarments, the intense temperature set flames to hell's fire on her seat. The clamp still pressing down on her throbbing clit gave even more fire to the rising pain. Rapidly, she bucked her lower half away from the interior. He laughed hard as He reached in and pushed her body back to the car seat. 

"I want you to feel it the whole ride My precious. Don't pull your redness away again."

She sank back and bit into her lower lip. He closed the door and circled to the driver's side. 

She could think of little else during the drive. Her "rose tattoos", as she sometimes thought of them, charred into her flesh especially when He hit a bump in the road. She used to be scared to death of the belt. It caused her heart to race and tears to rise in her deep pools of pleading. He gently brought her past this fear to a place no One could take her. She handed her trust to Him, and He had never steered her wrong. As they drove up to the mall, she wondered what He could need here. 




The Mall



The sharp swerve of the car brought her back to the present as He found a spot far away, but not exactly in No Man's Land either. She tried her best not to squirm as the pain was now shooting down her legs. He turned to her and smiled His brightest smile. 

"Leave your purse here. You won't be needing it." 

With that said, He reached over to adjust a loose strand that had fallen across her cheek. His hand brushed against the natural blush, and she smiled as well. He moved closer to plant a deep passionate kiss on her lips. She returned it with a fervent sigh, crushing her lips to His. As He pulled back, His fingers replaced His lips to run over upper and lower softly. He glanced down at her breasts to see them heaving with anticipation. He frowned noticeably, and she waited to see what she did wrong. 

"Hmmm, your nipples seem not to be responding as I would like them to tonight. However, I can take care of that." 

He winked slyly and bent over her lap. The glove box popped open from which He pulled a small box. He snapped it open to reveal two tiny rings of gold. 

She stared at them as she heard His voice again, "Take down the top of your dress." 

Her head whipped up to direct its attention on His face. 

"Master?" She queried. 

"Do it now!" 

She felt that familiar blush return as she glanced about the lot. People were walking past, but only concerned with their own lives. She trusted this Man, and trembling hands slipped the tiny strap down over one shoulder. The other did the same, as she pulled the fabric down over each breast. Her breath was held taut in her chest as He worked a ring over each nipple. Tightening each one caused her pink bud to jut out with erect glory. As a slight wince rose through her, she felt the bit of pain rush through each breast. He straightened the dress back over her body, and she slipped the straps back into place. They both glanced down at the same time to see the tiny bumps quite clearly through the thin material. 

He nodded approvingly. "Yes, that's much better. Isn't it?" 

She moved her body back and forth as she marveled at how each nipple pushed against the tiny bands, growing harder. 

She exclaimed, "Oh yes Master. It feels wonderful!" 

He grinned and then moved His attention to her sweet cunt. 

"Open your legs now for Me My lovely slut." 

She had no fear anymore and did as He wanted. He held her to His chest in a protective care as a swift movement from one hand caused the clip to pop off of her flattened nub. She sharply exhaled while pressing her face to His shoulder. He smoothed her hair as He smiled and slipped from the car. She waited with bated breath for Him to open her door. His hand extended to help her out into the moonlit evening. People bustled to and fro, lost in their own little world. To her, no one else on earth mattered except the two of them. He loosely draped His arm around her shoulder as they made their way to the entrance.

He held the door for her as she cautiously strode inside. Throngs of people crowded the walkways through which they had to maneuver a path through. He kept her in His grasp, one hand holding the back of her neck and guiding her through the maze of bodies. She noted that some men stopped and looked her up and down. This caused her to blush near the color of her name. She was never one to revel in attention from anyone else except her Master. Besides, no man ever measured up to His character, His rugged handsome features, or His adept Mastery over her in every way. She glanced back and grinned her special way. 

He ushered her over to an empty spot at the fountain in the center of the mall. A cool mist sprayed over her overheated body as He led her to sit beside it. Alarm bells rang as He just left her there. She watched in near horror as He turned without a word and sat on a bench across from where she waited. Questioning eyes turned to pleading as she sat quietly staring at Him. He was trying hard not to seem as though He was watching her, but she knew He was indeed doing that very thing. One leg crossed over the other as she folded her hands in her lap. He shot her a stern look and wiggled His fingers in an arcing movement. His mouth formed the silent word, NO. She took the gesture to mean that she should not cross her legs, and she obeyed slipping them back into the previous position. He nodded and went back to people watching. 

She could do little else aside from watch Him, though she attempted to be not so obvious in this. People smiled politely at her from time to time as she dangled her legs over the edge. Each gesture was returned halfheartedly as her thoughts and heart raced as one. Finally, after nearly half an hour, a gentleman took the space next to her Master. She watched intently as they began to banter light conversation. She felt her heart leap into her throat as her Master pointed over at her. She nearly squeaked as she fumbled to make it appear she hadn't been watching. She stared into the cool pond of water, but out of the corner of her eye, she could see the man smiling the most obscene smile she had ever known. 

Her Master called out to her, "Pet, come here for a moment." 

She rose with trepidation and crossed the massive lines of people obstructing her path. Standing directly in front of Him, she waited quietly. 

"This nice man has offered to give you a coin in which to toss in to the water and make a wish on for him." 

Knowing He obviously wanted her to be polite, she smiled graciously. The lanky man pulled a shiny quarter from His pants pocket and placed it delicately in her up turned palm. His hands pushed her fingers into a fist around it while still wearing that nasty dirty grin. 

"Wish for whatever your heart desires hon," he drawled slowly. 

She turned to her Master and said, "Now Master?" 

The other man quickly turned his attention to her Master, "You weren't kidding were you buddy? She really is Yours!" 

He nodded without looking at him. "Yes, she is all Mine in every way, aren't you baby?" 

"I am Yours in every way You'll have me Master." 

He pointed to the fountain, and she took that as her cue to make her wish.

She knew He apparently wanted to prove something to this guy, so she poured on her sexiest charms. The sway in her hips increased ten fold as she moved back through the people to the marble ledge. Her bottom wiggled just so as she rose on tip toe and bent down at the waist. She could feel the dress hem creeping up the back of her legs. When it reached the base of her ass cheeks, she knew the view was definitely now something to behold. She exposed her bare nakedness as she closed her eyes, licked her lips and flipped the coin into the deep pool. 

Her wish was made, but she knew it wouldn't be coming true anytime soon. He wasn't about to let her leave just yet. Righting her body, she lowered back to her feet and turned with a smile. The man's eyes were nearly ready to pop out of their sockets, and his mouth hung open slack jawed. Her Master on the other hand was certainly pleased with her performance. His telltale satisfied smile gave Him away every time. 

She stood still watching as He leaned over to the man and whispered something to him. 

"REALLY?" the man nearly screamed. 

Her Master only nodded, as the man's hands wrung wickedly in his lap. She didn't think it possible, but the guy's smile gained more lewdness within that positively revolting sneer. With all the strength she could muster, she held back her need to grimace. 

Her Master moved to take her by the arm and lead her down the corridor. The man followed with a bounce in his step that reminded her of a child in a candy store unattended. They moved through the bystanders until they reached a small secluded part of the mall where most of the shops had closed long ago. They turned a small corner and moved way back near the emergency exit where He sat her down on a long wooden bench. He motioned for the man to take a seat next to her. She found it curious that this man still wrung his hands in a gleeful indecent manner. 

"Pull your dress up to your hips slut," her Master ordered from His standing position in front of her. 

Her head lowered so as not to show her embarrassment as her hands slid up her thighs dragging the dress skirt with them. Revealing her smooth freshly shaven mound beneath, the man sharply gasped. His hands stopped ringing to now rub along the bulge growing in his pants. 

"You may touch her if you'd like," He factually said to the guy. 

"Are you sure this is ok?" he asked of both of them glancing back and forth now nervously between the two. 

"I am absolutely positive. She will love it, won't you My darling?"

Not wanting to ruin this for Him, she replied through gritted teeth, "Whatever my Master wishes pleases me." 

The man dallied no longer as his course hands crept up the inside of her soft tan thigh. With a harsh shove, he parted her legs to allow him access to her glistening jewel. One hand remained on his crotch as he rubbed furiously. With a final leer at her Master, he probed two fingers deep inside her open snatch. He grunted as his hands fucked in and out of her harder and harder. 

It was her Master's voice that brought her back, "Sweetheart, reach over and stroke the nice man's cock. He is giving you pleasure, so you should return the favor dearest." 

She wanted to cry, she wanted to bolt ... but she did no such thing. Instead, she obediently reached over to the man's zipper and pulled it down. The button popped open last as his throbbing piece was held fast by his white briefs. No one thankfully came down this passage. She felt safe in that way for the moment. Her fingers ambled over the man's underwear and inside to find his thick tool. It was nowhere as near the perfection of her Master's cock, but he had a good size nonetheless. As her fingers tightly wrapped around the pulsing shaft, he added a third finger to her wet cunt. She gasped. Indeed she was growing aroused. She shook her head. No, this couldn't be, she thought, this simply cannot be. She peered up at her Master who had His arms folded in front of Him in a protective stance. Her eyes pleaded, but He gave no recompense. It was, however, apparent that He was also aroused at watching this scene play out before His eyes.

As her hands worked their magic along the man's stiff cock, he increased the force in which he fucked her. 

He growled to her Master without looking up, "Oh my God buddy, you weren't kidding. Can I fuck her? I mean would you mind?" 

She nearly leapt from the bench, but instead waited for His response. 

"No, I'm sorry. Only I get that pleasure. But she will make you cum and she will cum for you." 

The man groaned half content with the reply and went back to pumping his fingers viciously in and out of her hot dripping box. Her body reacted without her consent as she was grinding down onto those long jabbing fingers. His free hand pawed fanatically at her heaving cleavage. Hot rough fingers slid beneath the plunging neckline to grope clumsily at her tits. Wanting nothing more than for this to be over, she increased the pace in which she jerked him off. 

Her body was nearly lying over His lap as she strained to milk his juices from him. The man's eyes begin to roll around in his head, and a low moan resounded from deep within. 

"Now slut, cum for the man. Cum hard and fast. Do it!" 

Without fail, His words brought her to the farthest reaches of release. She slammed her eyes tight and imagined those fingers to be her Love's as the muscles deep inside her depth gripped him and shuddered. She arched backward and forced her body to respond with a body wrenching orgasm. The man also responded in suit as gobs of cum flung upward to splatter along his shirt. He groaned and growled until his body and cock both went limp in her hands. Immediately, she thought of putty. Even in this state of sensual orgasm, she could still think. The only times she lost the power of thought was when her Master brought her to this point. She was then reminded of the rag doll the neighbor girl carried with her everywhere she went as she breathlessly opened her eyes to look for one last time at this guy. 

Her Master reached for free her hand and pulled her away from the man as he gasped for air. 

"I can't thank you enough friend for allowing me to experience your girl. It has been an afternoon I shall never forget. Thank you." 

A smile spread over His face as He replied, "You are welcome. I am sure it's a day that we will talk about for some time to come. Now though, we must be off." 

They shook hands until the guy realized he was shaking with the sticky cum-soaked one. They both laughed full out loud as her Master led her away. He steadied her wobbly legs while they made their way back to the main part of the mall. They walked in silence for a long time, lapping the walkways time and time again. She peered in windows, but didn't really see any of the merchandise. She was so lost in thought as tears stung at the corners of her fluttering eyelids. Her attention was caught at the bookstore display where she stopped to look inside. Softly, His body pressed to her backside. 

Then He leaned down to whisper, "You have pleased me so well today pet. I know that was difficult, but trust in the fact that you have done well by Me. Something like this will never happen again because you are Mine, all Mine. I just really needed to push you farther today. You did well ... very well." 

It was those words she found comfort in. It was His eyes that she resided. She was His charge, and it was that fact that she found peace. She only then managed to smile. The mood lightened and the day became new once more. They window-shopped for a few more minutes before deciding to head upstairs. 

Time ticked near to closing time as the found the glass-encased elevator. He waited for a long time as people came in and out. As the passengers thinned out, He escorted her inside. They moved to the back as more people crowed in behind them. She was pressed lightly against the glass wall with Him snugly sandwiched behind. It was then that she fully grasped how aroused He had become watching her please and be pleasured. The crisp fabric was not enough to keep her from feeling His cock impel into the crack of her ass. 

As His hips ground against her, she felt His hands move over her stomach. His thumb and forefinger found the hard buds still embraced in the ring's hold, and He pinched each simultaneously. Rigid tenseness overtook her as she peered over the mall's shoppers. Horror struck as she wondered if they were watching. What about the people that boarded and exited the very elevator they now rode inside? Of course, He didn't allow this thought to take shape while His hands pulled hard at each tiny protrusion. His cock danced her into a frenzy of lust until she could take no more. 

Her head spun around to whisper, "Please Master, take me now. Fuck me right here, right now." 

One last thrust through His pants gave her the acknowledgment she sought. 

His hands left her tits and moved around to pull the dress skirt once more up over her ass, hidden by His massive frame. He glanced around to be sure no one paid them heed. Just as quickly, He unzipped and pulled His raging thick cock from its restraints. He placed her hands against the cool glass as His foot spread her legs wide enough to gain access to her glistening dewy slit. His arm wound around her waist and with one stiff jolt, He entered her so deep that she had to fight the urge to scream. His other hand rolled over her breasts and up to her lips. 

Two fingers probed her panting lips as He growled, "When I tell you to cum My sweet hot slut, you clamp your cries through your teeth around my fingers. Do you understand your Master?" 

All she could do was nod with His fingers filling her gaping jaw. Slowly at first, His cock pounded into her over and over. She merely whimpered controlled cries of need. 

"Fuck Me back slut. Fuck your Master hard," He silently screamed into her ear. 

Her body obeyed without fail as she met His thrusting with her own bucking passion. 

Only once, before she was totally lost in the oblivion of subspace, she looked at the other passengers and was amazed that none even noticed the pleasure mounting right there in that elevator car. His cock head slammed into the very back of her deep wet pussy until she felt His body shudder against her back. The arm once holding her steady by the waist released her to pull His cock from her slick cunt as He pressed it to the tighter pucker of her ass. As she drew a breath, He slowly urged it's pulsing head into her back hole. 

"NOW!" 

He ordered as fingers replaced His rock hard shaft in her wet heat and His immense thickness fully penetrated her tightness all the way to the hilt. 

As she felt Him blast His great gobs of cum into her rear, she tightened around His wiggling fingers and released upon them a massive rush of warm wet fluid. Her body writhed in His grasp as she clenched her jaw and sunk her teeth into His fingers. She rested her sweat soaked head against the glass in a last ditch effort to calm herself. That was the sweet orgasm she craved. The previous one was nice, but somehow not complete in and among itself. It lacked so much. She recognized the fact that she needed Him to give her that shove into subspace she reveled in each time. 

Blackness washed over her as He whispered encouraging words to bring her down. When she slipped into the realm of no return, it was only hearing Him breathing equally heavy and His soothing voice that could bring her back. The cosmic display running full circle in her brain subsided as He still spoke softly to her over and over, letting her come down as His words forced her to come back to Him once more. 

He spun her on her heels to embrace her in a crushing hug. Tears stained her cheeks that He brushed away gently. She hadn't even realized that she was crying. She stifled her sobs as they got out on the bottom floor. They had only been in the elevator for about 10 minutes, and no one was the wiser to their erotic tryst. Her weary frame was steadied only by His powerful grasp. He walked her into the now cooling night air. The parking lot had become much emptier than when they came in so long ago... eons it now seemed. 

Only after they reached the comfort of the car once more did He speak. 

"I know you weren't expecting what I gave you tonight my love, but I want you to know that you have done so well. It's not something I wish to do again. However, you have to admit it was interesting. You gave me a great gift in your submission as you do every moment, but to see you be pleasured only added to my enjoyment. Thank you my little pet." 

She thought for a moment before giving up her words. 

"Master, I was so afraid by the things you had me to this evening, but I put my safety, my body, my all into Your capable hands. I am Yours now and for as long as You'll have me. In that time, I will follow Your lead wherever Your road takes us. Thank you for the gift You've given me and give to me daily my Master." 

With this, she leaned over to kiss Him softly on the cheek. She felt the tears well up again, but this time out of love for the Man seated next to her. She could think of no place she'd ever like to be again. His strong arm reached over to nestle her to His shoulder as He started the car. Lulled by His heartbeat, she closed her eyes several times sometime during the drive home, but never really slept. 

"We're home My love," He gently coaxed her finally from His warmth and set her upright in her seat. 

Her body was so tired from the day's events, but still she couldn't sleep. She was too afraid she'd miss a second spent with Him and never wanted that to happen. 




The Mall



She smiled a silly grin as she shook her head, "No my Love, my Master. So long as I’m in Your arms, I am already home." 

With that said, they went inside once more closing out the world as if only they existed.



The Mall



The group of us must have spent a few hours hanging out in the mall by now, and finally I come up with an excuse for us to sneak off on our own for a few minutes. I drag you into one of Nordstrom’s women’s departments, take a good look around and dash into the dressing rooms with you in tow. The room is a good 5’ by 6’ with a cushioned bench on one wall and a full length mirror down the opposite wall. Luckily it’s got a lock and a full length door so nobody can see the extra pair of feet, but it doesn’t feel that private, and I can hear the women several doors down arguing about whether or not the blouse that one of them is trying on is the right shade for her.

I grin mischievously at you and tell you you’d better grab your chance if you want it. Laughing, you turn me to face the mirror and pull me back against you. Your hands reach around me and quickly start unbuttoning my shirt. My cheeks flush as you start exposing my skin to your eyes.

Peeling the shirt back from my breasts, you take a minute to cup them in your hands before pulling the lacy material down, exposing my nipples before tucking it under my breasts, leaving them swaying above the underwire of my bra and making me feel exposed and shy. You seem to appreciate the view though, so I decide to just take as much enjoyment from this as I can.

You reach for the hem of my skirt and start inching it up my legs, and I can feel your hands shaking with excitement. You are watching me, waiting to see if I’ll stop you. I just stay silent and pliant in your hands, trying to keep my breath slow and steady to keep from betraying how turned on I am. When you’re sure I don’t plan to offer resistance, you just grab the material of my skirt in one fist and pull it up, gathering it up over one of my hips.

Your body is still pressed close behind me and I can feel your hard cock against me. It takes all my control to not to move against you, not to let my body sway back and rub my body to yours just a teeny bit as you teasingly shove it into my flesh to see my reaction.

I’ve been taking turns watching your face and your hands in the mirror, but now I find myself unable to tear my eyes away from your fingers as they grab the front of my black lace underwear. In one smooth move you push them to the side with your other hand and slip a finger deeply between my legs. When you find me wet I hear a low moan come out of your throat.

You grab me and turn me to face the bench, bending me over and down into it so my ass is up in the air facing you. Your hands push my skirt up to my waist and you kneel down behind me. I can tell you’ve decided not to waste any time when you jerk my panties down to the ground and make me step out of them.

Your hands grab my thighs and spread my legs apart. I feel a finger carefully exploring me from behind and a minute later your tongue replaces it, shoving deeply in between my lips. I smother a gasp in the cushion as you start taking turns working fucking my pussy with your tongue and fingers. 

Soon I can’t take anymore and I stand up and turn around to face you. I reach for your belt and eagerly open your pants, pausing for a nervous moment before I draw them down to free your hard cock. At the sight of your thick cock I can feel my mouth watering. Falling to my knees I tentatively reach my hand out and stroke my fingers along its length. I lean forward to enclose the head in my mouth. As it pushes between my lips I feel you shudder against my tongue. I take a deep breath then slowly exhale as I move forward and you sink into my mouth until your head is resting at the back of my throat. The rigid shaft twitches restlessly inside me, waiting for something to happen.

Smiling to myself at the enjoyment I’m getting from teasing you, I tighten the inside of my mouth around it, pressing my tongue underneath and gently suctioning with my lips Within a few moments you start making slight movements in and out of my mouth. 

I place my hands against your body to stead you and keep you from moving into me... I increase the pressure gradually and your body response by quickening the rate of your small thrusts inside my mouth

I don’t want to stop but I know were running out of time before we are missed I briefly put my lips around you again, running my tongue over you and coating your cock with saliva

I feel your intent change as you push me away from you, and I move to sit on the bench and lean my back against the wall, drawing my legs up to expose my pussy to you.

You teasingly lay your cock flat along the folds of my pussy lips, push it down until the head nestles at my entrance, and moan as you thrust into me for the first time

Soft curses escape my throat as you fuck me and I bury my face against your body. You press me down as your cock fills me and I feel your rhythm change as my pussy tightens around you I tilt my pelvis up to meet your thrusts and we kiss, your moans smothered in my mouth as you cum deep inside me

The weight of your body collapses against me for a minute until you gather the will to pull out of me. You give me an incredulous look as you straighten up, and I can feel your cum slowly dripping out of me. 

You silently pull me to my feet and I tidy myself in front of the mirror searching for my underwear, which I use to wipe my thighs before rolling them up in a ball and shoving them in your pocket before I open the door and wander back out to finish shopping…



The Mall



I'm sitting at a table somewhere in the middle of the food court area, slowly sucking on a straw. I set my drink down and reach down to adjust my shoe. When I look up again, I can feel someone's eyes on me. I slowly look around and my gaze lingers on you. You are staring at me intently, a smile brightening your handsome face when you catch me looking in your direction. I blush and quickly look back to the book I was reading a few moments before. 

A few seconds later I feel someone standing next to my table. My eyes slowly travel upwards; long legs in khaki pants, muscular chest and shoulders in a loose t-shirt. My gaze meets yours and you smile down at me.

"May I sit with you?" I nod and move a shopping bag so you can have the seat next to me. You slowly drop into the seat and I can't help but notice the obvious bulge in your pants and I feel my face flush. Your eyes travel over my body as you smile, quite pleased with what you see. Patent leather shoes, a dark red and black wool skirt and a simple black sweater. I was feeling a bit girlish that morning when I chose the outfit, but I felt now, it was the one of the best decisions I had made all day.

We exchange simple pleasantries and talk about ourselves a little, feeling more comfortable with each other as time passed. I am pleasantly surprised when I feel your hand sliding up my leg and underneath the skirt, pulling it a little higher as you reach the tops of my thigh highs Feeling the smooth, warm skin above the stockings, your breath quickens for a few seconds in surprise You slowly rub my skin as your hand travels further up my thigh. A little moan of surprise escapes your lips when your hand reaches my pussy and I smile knowing you have reached and area of skin that is totally bare and smooth. You smile, surprised and very pleased.

While asking me a few questions about myself you enjoy the reaction you are getting from my body. My gaze is locked with yours, my face flushing in excitement. You slowly run your fingers along the slit, exploring a little and feeling how wet I am. You slowly slide one finger in as deep as you can from the angle you are in and I grab onto your knee for support. I suppress my moans and the urge to push myself further onto your hand. You slowly slide your hand away from my pussy and from underneath my skirt. Holding you wet hand in front of me, you smile and trace your fingers over my lips, encouraging me to clean off your fingers with my tongue. You tell me softly all the things you are going to make me do when we are alone somewhere that day. 

"You are going to be my little slut for the rest of the afternoon. By the end of the day you are going to beg me to pound that bare pussy of yours with my hard cock. I will use your body in any manor that pleases me." You tell me softly while I continue to suck my juices off your fingers. 

Once your fingers are clean to your satisfaction you pull them away and lean close to me. "You will call and cancel whatever plans you have for the day. Right now, I want you and I always get what I want." I stare at you, a little scared but curious about what could happen. You lean back and gesture towards the cellular phone sitting beside my book. I pick it up and quickly cancel an appointment and a dinner date I had that evening. When I hang up, you take the phone from me and turn it off, dropping it into your shopping bag. You stand, offering me a hand to help me up. While standing you push against my back for a moment so I can feel you throb against my ass. You lean close to my ear and breathe softly into it.

"Near the bathrooms there is a large family restroom. I want you to go in there and wait for me. I will knock twice and then let me in. I can't wait long enough to take you to my place. I have to feel those lips around my cock now." You hand me my bags and then give me a nudge forward and I concentrate on walking to the bathrooms. Once inside I lock the door and make sure that I look good. My face is flushed and my breathing very fast so I tell myself to calm down.

Knock! Knock Two very firm raps on the door and I open it slowly to admit you. You slide in and lean against it, locking it behind you and dropping your bag onto the floor. Your eyes meet mine and the desire I see in them makes my whole body flush. You cross the room and quickly pull me to you, wrapping a hand in my long hair; your other hand came to rest on my ass. I wrap my arms around you and you bring your lips down to mine. The kiss is electrifying and I feel my body flood with desire. You tilt my head back and proceed to kiss my neck and ear.

"I want to feel those sexy lips wrapped around my cock." You whisper softly in my ear. My hands go to the front of his pants and softly caress the large bulge. I slowly undo the button and zipper and slide my hands along the waistband. I pull them down and slowly sink to my knees.

Your cock is beautiful. It is thick, the head a red-purple color and it throbs under my touch causing you to moan.

"Suck my cock, my little slut." You wrap your fingers in my hair and proceed to pull gently. I put my hands on your hips and slowly run my tongue from the base to the tip. I proceed to do this a few more times before gently wrapping my hand around your cock and bring the tip to my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the head tasting the first drops of pre-cum leaking from the tip. As I suck the tip into my mouth you gasp and you hands tighten in my hair.

"I knew choosing you would be a good idea." You moan. I suck more into my mouth and the pull back, applying firm pressure. I continue to suck in an inch and pull back half that till I have him deep in my throat. My throat massages the length of your cock and then I pull back, tongue swirling around the head. I tell myself to relax and slow down my breathing, wanting this to last.

When I have just the head in my mouth, you tell me to suck you and begin fucking my mouth, you hands in my hair keep me in place. I feel you throbbing and growing harder in my mouth. Your fingers tighten in my hair as the first jet spurts in my mouth. I hold you in my mouth, drinking greedily, as you cum in my mouth.

I clean you off with my tongue as you hold my head for support. I slide your boxers and pants up your legs, redressing you, surprised that no one has knocked on the restroom door. You release my hair and offer me a hand. I take it and stand, my own juices running down my legs.

"Get a drink." On shaky legs I walk to the sink and turn on the cold tap, cupping my hands to collect the water. As I drink you fix your clothes and then walk up behind me, pressing yourself to me. You are hard again. As I stand you shiver as my ass presses against you. You wrap yours arms around me so you can fondle my breasts as you kiss my neck. I moan softly, leaning back against you. "Do you want this to continue?" You ask softly.

"Yes." You suck gently on my ear and pinch a nipple.

"Good. I want to fuck you and I will. But I also want to feel you cum on my fingers and mouth. I want to feel my cock buried in that beautiful ass." I whimper as you brutally pinch a nipple. "If there is something you don't like, you will tell me. But I ask you to have an open mind to all possibilities." I nod. "Do you understand?"

"Yes." You turn me to face you, putting your hands on my cheeks. "Do you want me?" I nod again and you kiss me passionately. "Good." You release me and pick up our bags. "I'll meet you outside the main doors in ten minutes." You leave the bathroom and I leave a minute later. I quickly go into the ladies room and into the handicap stall because it has it's own sink. I use the bathroom and clean up. I think my pussy is wetter then it ever has been before. I glance at my watch and leave the restroom.

I wait at the main entrance for a few minutes before a black Ford Mustang pulls up to the curb. You get out and smile and circle the card to open the door for me. I slide in, but not before you pinch my ass. You close the door and go around the car to get in.

After leaving the mall and area you smile and look at me. "Show me your wet pussy, my beautiful cock sucker." I lift my ass and slowly pull my skirt up. Your eyes are on me as I slowly reveal the top of the thigh highs. Your smile widens and you run a finger along the top on my left leg. I pull the material to my waist and you moan. Knowing you have to focus on the road you pull your eyes away. Your right hand caresses the bare skin and spread my juices around. I close my eyes, shifting in the seat so you can touch more. You push a finger into me and I moan. After a few minutes of fingering me you pull away. I was close and must of pouted because you laugh softly.

"Soon my pet." You bring your hand to your mouth and inhale deeply. I watch, becoming more turned on as you slowly lick your fingers. Your tongue is very long and agile and I am more aroused just watching you. When your hand is clean you reach over and pull the skirt down. You rest your hand on my knee. I look at you a little confused and alarmed. You smile.

"I would hate to crash and bruise that amazing body that I want wrapped around mine." I laugh and we start chatting. I mention that nothing like this has ever happened to me and you admit the same. You want it to go the full distance, and I agree. We leave it at that and talk about music or movies. I am really not paying attention. My thoughts are focused on feeling your tongue in my pussy, flicking my clit as I cum on your face.

You pull up to an apartment building and park. You shut off the car, get out and come around to open my door. As I get out I flash the top of my thigh highs and you laugh softly. "You will leave those on, I hope." You close the door.

"If you wish me too." You nod and take my hand to lead me inside. Your apartment is clean and nicely decorated. You close the door and pull my body against yours.

"Nervous?" I shake my head no and you smile. You kiss me softly but very passionately. You wrap fingers in my hair and one hand rests on my waist. You pull back and look at me. "Undress for me." You release me and walk over to the stereo. You turn it on and hard rock blasts out. I laugh softly as you grimace and turn it down. I cross the room to you and you watch me.

"May I?" You nod and stand behind me. I slowly flip through channels. You put your hands on my hips and press your body against mine. I find a soft rock station and turn in your arms. You smile and take a step back. I take your hand and lead you over to the couch and you sit down. I stand in front of you and slowly begin dancing. I run my fingers through my hair, the run my hands over my breasts. I slowly pull my shirt up and turn, looking back over my shoulder. Your hand is rubbing your cock through your pants. I slide the shirt off and reach back to unhook my bra, turning back to you. You unzip your pants and slowly pull your cock out. Our eyes meet and you blow me a kiss. I drop the bra on my sweater and slowly unzip my skirt. I dance around, letting the skirt slide down on it's own. I hear you moan softly and I smile. I step out of the skirt and stand before you in my thigh highs and heels.

"Come here." You say softly. I saunter towards you and step between your legs. You sit up straight and I feel your tongue flick over a nipple. I moan softly and look down at you. Your eyes watch my face as you suck on my breast and bite gently. Listening to my moans you bite harder and I gasp. You suck on the nipple and lick it in broad upstrokes. You switch to my other breast and take my hand in yours. You bring my hand to my breast and I pinch the nipple. You continue working on my breasts and bring my hand to my other breast. You lick my fingers as I pinch my nipples.

You stand, your body brushing mine and I feel your cock press against my stomach. You pull off your t-shirt and I shiver as the material brushes against my nipples. I kiss your nipple and flick my tongue across it. You kick off your shoes and I push your pants down. You kick them off and then pull my face to yours.

"I want to feel those legs wrapped around my head. I want to feel them wrapped around my waist, squeezing me." You slam your lips against mine and tighten your arms around me. We kiss passionately for several minutes, our hands wandering over each other's bodies. I pull back and take a deep breath. You smile and turn me around, pushing me gently on to the couch. You look down at me and a half-smile plays around your lips.

"Spread yourself for me. Spread your pussy lips open." You watch as I slide my hands to my breasts and take a few seconds to pinch my nipples, which are hard and sensitive from the bites you gave them. You kneel in front of me, pushing my knees apart with your legs and you lean forward to kiss my neck. You kiss the hollow of my neck and then nip gently at the skin. You kiss between my breasts and continue kissing along my stomach as my hands travel along my body. I pull my pussy lips apart and look at you. You look up and smile, licking your lips before you lean down and take a long slow lick from my ass to my clit. I shiver and half close my eyes. I want to watch you. You slowly explore around, taking long slow licks and then pull back. You slowly lick along the inside of one thigh and then follow the same path, biting and nibbling. You give my other thigh the same treatment. You growl softly and bite the skin of my thigh hard. I look down at you and you smile.

Using the tip of your tongue you run it along the lips of my pussy and then again inside it, but avoiding my clit. You kiss the lips and then again your tongue dives into my pussy. I arch my back and spread myself open further. You roll your tongue over my clit and cause me to push against your mouth. You return to exploring my pussy with your tongue, occasionally pushing it into me inside of me. You suck my juices into your mouth and slide your tongue over my clit. I feel my orgasm begin to explode in my body and you continue to flick your tongue over my clit. You slowly slide a finger into me and fuck me gently with it. You tongue licks around my pussy and then goes back to rolling and flicking across my clit. You slide another finger into me and I put a hand on your head and push your face against my pussy. I hear you laugh softly and continue working on my clit. My orgasm overtakes me and I call out loudly, my body shuddering against your mouth. You continue to slide your fingers in and out of me and slide your tongue along my pussy. You slide your fingers out of me and take a long slow lap at my juices. You bite the inside of my thigh and suck gently, marking the skin. You sit back on your heels, licking your lips. I shiver for several minutes as my body finally starts to relax. You rest your chin on my knee and when I open my eyes you smile.

"You taste better then I expected." I blush and that makes your smile brighten. I slide my hands along side my thighs and cup your face between them. I trace my thumb over your lips and you suck the tip into your mouth. You raise yourself up off you heels and lean forward to kiss me. I can taste myself on your lips and slide my tongue across them, gathering my juices.

We kiss passionately for several minutes until you abruptly stand up. I lean forward and give your cock a long, slow lick. You shudder and reach down to grasp me by the waist. You pull me to my feet and take my hand. You lead me into your bedroom and push me back onto the bed. You lean over me, your hands on either side of my body.

"I am going to fuck you, my little slut, and I am going to fuck you hard." You bite my neck and pull my hips to the edge of the bed. You reach down and slide your cock along my pussy, teasing me and pushing it against my clit. You slowly slide in an inch inside me and then pull back. You continue sliding your cock into me with agonizing slowness until you are deep with in me. You grab a hold of my hips and start fucking me with rapid, deep thrusts. I wrap my legs around your waist and squeeze you between them. You moan loudly when you feel my pussy tighten around your cock.

"Play with your tits. Pinch the nipples." I slide my hands up my body and run my fingers over my breasts. Your eyes are watching my every move and when our eyes meet you slam into me even harder. My eyelids flutter and close and you pull out. I open my eyes and you look down at me. "Keep your eyes open, sweets. I want to see your eyes when you cum." You lean down to suck on a nipple and slam your cock into me again. I moan and pinch my nipples. For several minutes, you continue sucking and biting my nipples and pushing your cock into me. My orgasm explodes inside of me and you gasp as my pussy tightens around your cock. I scream quietly and you hold yourself inside me, moving your hips slightly, letting my pussy throb around your cock. You pull out and stand back, looking at me. You slide a finger into my pussy and push it in and out a few times.

"Lay on your stomach, my beautiful one. Show me your ass." I push myself further onto the bed and then slowly roll over. You run a hand over my ass and slap each cheek. I jump from the sting and gasp. You squeeze each cheek and then I feel you lean over me and run your tongue along the mark your hand left behind. You kiss your way up my back and kiss my ear. "Raise your ass in the air slightly." You whisper. You lay over top of me and I feel you slide your cock into my pussy. "That's it, slut. Move you hips a little. Slow and gentle." I move my hips and your cock slides in and out of me. You kiss my neck and ears, alternating between sucking and biting. You speed up slightly, causing me to moan loudly and pull at the blanket with my fingers. I turn my head and we kiss. You suck on my tongue and I bite your lower lip. You pull out and pull on my hips till I am on my knees. You kneel between my legs and slam yourself into me.

"I want to fuck you hard. Like a good slut should be fucked." You slide yourself in and out of me slowly for a few thrusts and then slam yourself in and out of me. Our bodies slap together loudly and I feel my juices run down my legs and over you. You reach around and roll my clit between your fingers. I shudder and you moan. "Yeah, tighten yourself for me. You like getting fucked by my hard cock?" You pull almost all the way out.

"Oh god yes. Fuck me hard. I want to cum so bad." You push your hips against mine and continue fucking me hard for several minutes. My body shudders in orgasm and I practically scream out in ecstasy. You lean over me and bite my shoulder. "Cum for me slut, cum all over my hard throbbing cock. Milk me with that hot, wet pussy." I feel your cock swell and I slide you out of me. You growl and try to pull me back onto your cock.

"I want to suck you." You slap my ass again and I stand. You turn and face me and I push you backwards so you lie on the bed while I am straddle your waist. I lean down to kiss you and kiss along your neck. I bite gently and you shudder beneath me. I dip my tongue into the hollow of your collarbone, kissing down across your chest. I stop at your nipples and circle my tongue around them. I bite gently and you gasp. I enjoy the reaction and continue to lick and bite your nipples for several minutes.

"I told you," You take a breath as I look up at you and pinch a nipple. ", I want you to suck my cock." You put a hand on my head and gently push my head towards your cock. 

I slowly trail my tongue across your abs and I trace my tongue around your navel. I grasp your hardness in my hand, gently squeezing the shaft as I lower my lips and kiss the head. Your eyes are closed and I trace my tongue around the tip, gathering up your pre-cum. You squirm beneath me as I take the whole head into my mouth, sucking gently. I take more and more of your cock into my mouth until you touch the back of my throat. I slowly pull your swollen cock back out of my mouth to the head, swirl my tongue around and take it all back in again. All of a sudden, I change the angle of my head as you slip deeper into my throat. 




The Mall



"Ohhhhh, God . . ." You moan as you hands tangle in my hair. My warm, wet mouth moves up and down on you slowly and gently for a few minutes, your breath is coming in short gasps. 

"Drink my cum, slut." You say as I continue sucking you, massaging you balls with my free hand. Your whole body tenses up and you groan. I feel you swell in my mouth and soon hot cum squirts into my mouth. I continue sucking you, tasting your cum as you soften in my mouth. I release you and lick the remaining cum from around your cock. I lick along your inside thigh and bite a few times. I slide up along your body and lie next to you, my hands trace patterns across your chest, listening to your breathing quiet down. 

We spend the next few minutes quietly enjoying the afterglow and relaxing. Your hand is wrapped in my hair and I have a hand wrapped around your cock. I drift off to sleep with a smile on my face. Wondering what other adventures you and I might have when we decide to explore our fantasies again. This one was definitely one of my favorites.



The Mall



Twenty-nine years old and four month pregnant. I was just beginning to show and knew for the next few years my sex life would be non-existent. If I were going to do anything it would have to be now.

"I'm going to the mall." I told Rick as I headed out the door.

It was Saturday morning and my husband was still in bed. "I'll be back after lunch."

I guided the Impala into a parking spot close to Winners, a campy young women's store.

It was early and I was the only customer in the store. I took my time looking through the latest fashions pondering what I should wear for my last fling.

It was a cute yellow and gray plaid skirt that would come to about eight inches above my knees, much shorter than I was accustom to wearing but I wanted to make sure today was special.

"Can I wear this out?" I asked the clerk.

In the change room I slipped off my panties with my slacks and tried on the extremely short skirt. The clerk put my slacks in a bag and after paying for the skirt I went back to my car and put the bag with the slacks in the trunk and headed back into the mall.

I felt so naughty; I could feel the cool air around my bare pussy and wondered what people would think if they knew I was wearing no panties under such a short skirt?

I decided to try my new lifestyle out. It was just a small coffee shop next to the Kwik Kopy store. I sat at a table across from a middle age couple having lunch. The wife had her back to me but her husband was directly looking at my bare legs.

After the waitress had brought my cup of coffee and I knew I had the stranger's eye I casually lifted the hem of my skirt as if I were examining a stain on it. My legs were open enough I knew the errant husband would have an excellent view of my bare pussy.

I absentmindedly spread my legs even further when I saw the look of surprise on his face allowing him a very intimate look at my inviting pussy.

I knew I still had what men wanted!

The curious husband's interest in my pussy enabled my plan. If he were interested in looking at it surely a man would like to enter it.

There was a group of teenagers at one end of the mall waiting for the author of a popular book to show up for a book signing. There were piles of the new book on a table ready for the signing.

Two uniformed security guards were controlling the crowd of rowdy teens. Sneakily I moved in behind one of them, a dark hair chubby lad in his early twenties. I stood close enough that my 38C breasts pressed against his back and I boldly reached down and took his hand and placed it under my skirt.

No one noticed the surprised look on his face as I felt his thumb in the wet slit of my pussy.

"Is there somewhere we can go?" I asked him desperately.

Quickly he looked around and satisfied no one had noticed our indiscretion he beckoned me to follow him. 

It was an unmarked door off the main concourse of the mall. Down a short hallway and through another unmarked door.

It was a small room, perhaps twelve feet square. A gray metal desk occupied most of the available space.

I quickly dropped to my knees before him ands begin fumbling with the zipper on his kaki uniform trousers. I reached into his pants and found what I craved, his beautiful erection. Without saying a word I took him into my mouth.

He moaned softly as my lips sealed around his shaft. I inhaled deeply causing my cheeks to concave as my mouth created a perfect vacuum around his meat.

The cock felt good in my mouth, the ideal size for sucking, not too long but thick enough to stretch my lips to surround it. My tongue swirled up and over its satin smooth head.

As I sucked and licked my right hand grasped the base just above his balls and tugged him into my mouth in a milking fashion. His cock quickly reached its maximum size as my tongue teased him.

I knew he was about to come, his cock twitched in my mouth as he pressed it further down my throat. One, two, three great splurges of creamy cum flooded my mouth, my teeth and tongue were awash in a sea of salty brine. I closed my eyes and swallowed.

The gooey mass slid down my throat like living creature leaving trail of slim as it journeyed down to my belly. Finally it came to rest offering protein to my growing baby.

I stood before him and bared my swollen breasts. He took my engorged nipple into his mouth and cupping my breasts in his hand he began to suck. Much to his surprise mother's mild begin to fill his mouth. 

My breasts had been leaking for several days and I knew I was producing milk already. The stranger continued suckling on my breasts feeding on my sweet fodder. I lifted my skirt offering him my other source of sweet nectar.

I held his head between my hands as he buried his face between my legs. A tingle went up my back as his tongue found my clitoris.

"Oh yes, yes!" I encouraged him.

I could stand no more, "Fuck me!" I pleaded.

I fell back over the desktop; my legs splayed offering my pussy to his cock.

It slid into me with ease; my slit was wet and ready for him. I felt inch after inch of hard cock opening my love channel as his cock took possession of me.

"Oh yes, that is it!" I moaned as my cunt clenched on his meat.

I rammed my crotch down to meet his plunge and I thought his cock was going to end up in my throat again! He was so far in me; it felt unbelievable as his cockhead founds its way into the deepest recesses of my womb.

The thought of my baby being bathed in another man's sperm made my pelvic muscles contract in an effort to get him to surrender his semen.

I felt his body stiffen as the floodgates opened and the tide of sticky white goo flowed into my baby's home.

"Oh sweet Jesus!" I cried as I added my juices to the mixture. 

His cock was dripping with our juices as he quickly withdrew from my saturated hole. Hurriedly he tucked his pecker back into his pants.

"Someone might come." He said as he hurried to the door.

"You go ahead." I said as I lay there savoring the pussyfull of cum.

As quickly as he had entered my life he left it.

I straightened my clothes and found my way to a washroom were I freshened up. Looking at my watch I saw it was still early. 

I entered the mall again to look for Roberto's Salon. I could use a wash and blow dry after all my activity plus I also like the new young hairdresser Roberto had hired. 



The Mall



We didn't talk to each other the way there. I bit nervously on my lower lip, pretending to navigate my way through the mall traffic, only occasionally looking at Sarah. I peaked in my rearview mirror, switch lanes, conscious of the downpour outside.

"You okay?" she said.

I glanced at her. She looked so professional. A tan raincoat buttoned up, as if to protect her, even though she was in the car. Her blonde hair pulled back. Tall thin legs, used to be a dancer. Her hands shoved deeply into her pockets.

"Relax," I said. "You look beautiful."

This moment was for her, not for me.

In my heart, I knew she deserved it.

I found a parking spot in front of the Uno's, and turned the car off. We sat in silence. Even though she looked nervous, I knew she was anxious, almost yearning, like a child being allowed out to play.

"Ready?" I said.

"Ready."

"Remember," I continued. "If you don't like him, just kick me under the table."

Sarah laughed, checked her red lipstick, and we pushed our way through the driven rain to the door. I held the door for her, and we glanced around. He was at the bar, the only black man in there, wearing jeans and a light brown coat. He was tall, about 6'4. When we entered, we immediately recognized his face from the photos. He came over to us, shook Sarah's hand, then mine, and greeted us in his thick Jamaican accent.

"Well, greetings, you two! C'mon in!"

Sarah stepped in front of me, and he helped her with her coat. As she unbuttoned the tan raincoat, it fell off her shoulders, and her read dress and scrumptious arms revealed themselves. Overdressed for a Saturday afternoon for a glass of Merlot in Uno's? 

Yes and no.

"Will you be needing a table?" The waitress asked.

Sarah and Charles were already two steps in front of me, locked arm and arm, heading for the bar. "No," I said. "We're just having a quick drink."

At what stage does a man decide to share his wife? Usually, never. The question keeps us up at night, though: Do I, or don't I? Long marriages and children do that to you. They extinguish the flame, but they also make you grow. Grow enough to be with each other through thick and thin, love and lust, to survive experimentation; to worship your lover and appreciate her needs and longings, as you hope she meets yours. Too many divorces out there. Too many broken homes.

If people would just talk.

After we got acquainted, Charles leaned over and gave Sarah a kiss on the cheek. She blushed. 

"Hey, I thought kissing wasn't allowed." I joked.

Sarah giggled, and ran her hand up the crease of Charles' pant leg.

"Let's take a ride in the car," she said.

That was the deal. To start slow. I could deal with slow. I could handle it. I could learn, step at a time, what my limits were.

And my wife, whom I love: Was having genuine fun.

We ran out to the car, me holding my coat over my head, and Sarah and Charles behind me. I got in the front seat, and the two of them slid into the back seat, Sarah's coat opened nicely against her legs. The windows immediately stated to fog because of the rain.

A good thing.

"You okay, honey?" Sarah asked.

"I'm okay." 

She leaned over and began to run her small white hand on Charles' thigh. A bulge started to appear over his crotch.

She slid a bit closer to him, adjusting over the hump in the back seat.

"Okay, Charles," she said. "Here's the deal. Friends first. Friends after. Slow. Okay?"

"But of course, madam, just like we said."

Her thin white hand started massaging the bulge in his trousers, and he slid his hand up her leg, his large palm gently spreading her thighs.

He said in his deep Jamaican accent, "We fuck here?"

"No," Sarah said. Her left hand held his trousers down and her right hand undid his zipper. She put both hands under his belt loop and he raised himself off the car seat. She pulled his pants down, and a large, black uncircumcised erection sprang forward. 

"I thought you said we're not fucking here," he said?

Sarah never took her eyes off his penis. "We're not," she said. She pulled his pants down a little further, and revealed a large black scrotum, pulled tightly in the cool air, pressed in a tight patch of black hair.

"Then--?"

"I'm going to masturbate you," Sarah said. 

I had the perfect view, my own erection raging, staring through the space between the seats. She never took her eyes off that penis. Her left hand gently massaged his testicles, and Charles began to moan.

"But I would love to return the favor, madam?"

"Maybe next time," Sarah said. She looked at me and I nodded in approval. "Just sit back and relax."

Charles kicked back, his testicles rolling in Sarah's hand. She took her other hand and gently pulled his forskin back. His cock was charcoal black, and when she pulled the sheath back, she revealed a bright pink head and underbelly.

She rapidly moved her hand up and down his shaft. A clear drop of precum appeared at the top. Sarah took one finger and smeared it around the head of his penis. Sarah's arm was pumping away, and Charles began to move his hips up and down to her rythym. His cock started to salivate now, with more and more precum lubricating the way.

"Oh, crap!" I said, looking out the back window quickly. 

Sarah stopped her pumping, but kept his testicles held firmly, and his shaft in her other hand. Charles stopped pumping his hips.

"What's the matter?"

They both saw the flashing yellow light of mall security in the background.

"Just hurry," I said. Sarah looked back, and began her pumping. Charles nervously stared at the security vehicle, obviously distracted.

"I don't know if I can—"

But Sarah stopped him short. She lowered his head, and engulfed his cock in her mouth. She eased the foreskin back, and licked his bright pink cockhead, and went as far as she could while jacking him off with the other hand. Her long blonde hair was buried in his lap, blocking my view. Charles closed his eyes and began to tremble, raising his hips off the seat in an almost panicked orgasm. Sarah kept gently pumping away.

Charles fell back in the seat and I turned to smile at the security officer. He nodded and drove by. I turned to look at Sarah. Charles was sitting back, with his eyes closed. Sarah's head was still buried in his lap. I only saw the back of her head. 

I gently leaned back, and parted her hair slowly, rubbing my finger on her cheek. My tender touch felt her ear, her cheek bone, and when I touched her mouth, I felt Charles' penis, now soft, still between her lips. She had almost fallen asleep, but slowly lifted her head. Her mouth was almost down to Charles' scrotum now that he started to lose his erection. She lifted her mouth off, gave a quick kiss on his testicles, and sat up. Her red lipstick was smeared. I looked at Charles' equipment. The head began to retract in its foreskin, and his penis went limp, still long and laying there like a spent snake.

"You have to go now," Sarah said.

I smiled. Charles pulled his pants up, and started to say good bye.

"We'll call you," I said.

With that he left, slamming the door to the pouring rain.

I looked at Sarah in the rearview mirror. Her hair was ruffled and she was wiping the lipstick off.

"You can come up front now, ya know," I said.

Silence.

"You're not mad?"

"No, I'm not mad," I said.

She climbed in front and sat in the seat next to me, not even looking at me.

"You can at least look at me," I said.

She didn't.

"Why?"

"You know why."

"Because he ejaculated?"

"In my mouth. That wasn't the deal."

I looked at her beautiful profile, and gently placed my hand under her chin, turning her face towards me. Her eyeliner was still blotched, and her makeup streaked, but she did look beautiful.

"You're holding your breath."

"I still have him in my mouth."

"Come here," I said. I pulled her gently towards me, and kissed her cheek. I kissed her lips, catching a faint smell of semen. I pulled her closer, and gave her a deep french kiss, still tasting his semen on her lips.

"You still love me?

"As much as always," I said, kissing her deeply again.

And the rain began patter. 



The Mall



He sat at the table opposite her in the mall cafeteria. He looked to be about 5' 6, 170 pounds, slightly gray at the temples and balding. He lifted the cup of coffee to his lips and like her looked emptily across the room. She notice him occasionally glance her way. She wondered about his life, his home, his needs......

He stole furtive glances at the tall full figured red yet brunette who looked to be in her early forties, as he sipped his morning coffee. On the road again, installing software for his company, he made this trip once a quarter, and often sat in this mall, as part of his normal morning routine. Call the wife of 25 years, talk to his grand daughter, then to the mall for coffee. He would sit here for another hour, sometime reading the paper, he didn't have to be at the office until noon each day. That always gave the customer a chance to try, experiment, play with the new release of software, and prepare their list of complaints. It didn't matter how much effort went into meeting their demands, there were always more complaints. He had noticed her before, always the same spot, waiting, sometimes reading and once he thought he saw her lost in a blank stare at him. 

The mall was particularly quiet this morning, so when she rose to go to the counter to get a bowl of soup, she saw him trail after her. Admiring that full round figure, as he strolled up behind her, she felt him brush her arm as he reached to get a package of sweet and low from the counter. His smile was so affable as he apologized for making contact. Soon they were exchanging small talk, and it seemed only natural, that he join her at her table, he with his coffee, she with her cup of soup. They chatted, they laughed, they exchanged stories. She told him things that she hadn't told even her best girl friend of 20 years. He listened so intently, so attentively, seeming to hang on every word. She found herself just pouring her heart and soul out to this older man.

The morning seemed to be passing so quickly yet so enjoyably. She was enjoying the adult conversation, the banter, his attention to her. He even acted like he heard her. She let her gaze follow his stocky but firm figure to the coffee shop, wondering how much effort he put into keeping what appeared to be a tight ass firm. Returning with a fresh cup of coffee, this time he sat next to her, instead of across the table. Bluntly she joked, "you making a move on me?" "Where did that come from?" she asked herself. What was she doing, flirting with this perfect stranger. This was not like her at all. Married, faithful to her truck driver husband for 20 years, three grown children, sure sometimes the nights were long and lonely. The days a little too routine, but wasn't it that way for everyone. Inside her heart raced, goose bumps rose on her arm. She started to tremble. What was she starting? 

He took her gently by the hand, playfully whispering 'of course' squeezing her hand. Sensing the tension he started her laughing as he told her about his eight year old granddaughter the fish. The trembling began to subside as she began to regain control. A part of her wanted to run, a part wanted the racing heart beat, the excitement of the moment to continue. Fight it as she would this man, this moment, was starting to arouse her. She was torn between to worlds.

Rising, he seemed to sense her need, he led her down the long dimly lit hallway toward the restrooms. In the little alcove where the hall split off to separate the men from the women, he stopped and pressing against her he stated "I need you NOW". 

"Just like Don" she fought back the tears, I first, what about her, she needed to be needed first. Were all men so selfish?. Then she froze. He dropped to his knees, and knelt in front of her. Lifting her loose fitting skirt, he pressed forward kissed the top of her belly, just below her navel through the fabric of her cotton panties. Didn't he know someone could walk in on them any minute her mind raced. What was she doing leaning back into the wall to support herself, and spreading her legs eagerly, grasping his head, guiding, pushing, steering him to her throbbing, wet panty covered vagina.

It had been years since Don had spent more than a cursory minute tasting, teasing the fountain of her womanhood. She wanted to run but pulled him closer. He slid his tongue up and down the lips of her pussy. Strange sensations raced through her body as the sopping mixture of his salvia, her flowing juices and the material caressed her outer lips. She could feel her blood boiling as she felt the once familiar beginnings of an orgasm building. She was almost there, right on the edge, when his tongue slipped under the edge of her panties slipping them aside. His tongue opened her wet lips like a bee opening a red rose. Like a honey bee diving for the sweet nectar of a flower, his tongue found her stiff sensitive clitoris and began to rapidly flip across it.

As she began to feel the juices well up inside as she headed for a belly wrenching orgasm, she froze, pushing him away. "CLIP, CLOP, CLIP, CLOP, CLIP" the unmistakable sounds of footsteps coming down the hall. She reluctantly pulled him up and straighten her skirt. So close, closer than with Don for a long time but still not there. What was she doing anyway. She shouldn't be here. This wasn't right.

Saying not a word, they walked down the hall hand in hand. Brazenly he led her out the side door of the mall across the street to his motel. Slipping in a side door they walked straight with an agreed purpose to his room. Each in their own scrambled silent world. Like her she found out later, this was his first extra marital tryst. But for now she only knew the turmoil going through her mind, the aching, longing, wanting still burned in her loins. Ashamed, embarrassed, confused, yet willingly entering his room. The fire in her loins in control, not her mind.

The room was dark but the bed stood out like a beacon beckoning her. He stopped her in the light of the bathroom door and unzipped her skirt, unbuttoned her blouse, stripping her naked to his eyes. She felt so vulnerable, trembling, shaking, afraid of what he was thinking. Her six foot frame carried the weight of twenty years of marriage, her stomach the stretch marked scars of childbirth. Her once pert breasts sagged a little under the weight of her 44 years. Naked, fully exposed to his gaze, mixed with the anticipation of things hoped for, she started to feel a twinge of embarrassment. Years of self incriminations for carrying too many pounds, having to large hips, to large breast. The self abasement had racked her every time she saw Don use his trucker driver leer at a pert young thing bopping along the street. She moved to escape the light, to hide under the covers, in the darkness.

Sensing her embarrassment, he pulled her close and kissed her softly, gently on the lips. A re-assuring loving caress for each breast, paying a homage to each. Somehow not sexual, but arousing and so stimulating, he lowered his lips to her stomach, and kissed and licked each of her scars of child birth. Somehow, she felt he was half sensing the pain, yet the joy that each had been born. 

Placing her on the king sized bed, he stepped back and began to undress. She watched as he stepped out of his pants. The tent in his shorts screamed for release. The wet stains that surrounded his manhood said this man was excited by her. No one else, HER. She wanted him in her. She wanted to make him cum, She wanted to feel him explode that hard throbbing member into her wet vagina. She didn't want to wait, she knew her cunt would make a warm clinging sheath for the sword that protruded from his loins. She was ready for hot, randy sex. The in and out, thumping, slapping, farting sounds of two animals in heat. 

They spent the next hour, sucking, cuddling, kissing, cooing, like two eager teenagers. His tongue, lips and cock, explored every nook and cranny of her body. She tasted his throbbing cock, licked it, sucked it, each time it exploded, she coaxed it back to life. She pulled him into her warm wet vagina, and felt his cock head press against her cervix, and on an on till both were exhausted. Still she wanted more, she was alive, 18 knowing now what she really wanted, insatiable...

"EXCUSE ME" She returned to the world of the now busy noisy mall. The lonely old man she had been looking at was standing at her table, asking to borrow the sugar.

Hmmm, it had all seemed so real, maybe to good to be real.

More to follow if you like:



The Mall



My girlfriend Tara and I have had a master-slave relationship since as far back as I can remember. No matter what was going on, I'd drop everything and attend to her needs, because she owned me. There were no excuses and no backing out. Some days you just want to go back to bed or you are just completely drained and don't want to give in, but you do it anyway. Sometimes the things you are forced to do are not things you would normally consider trying. In all of my life, I'd never expect to enjoy sucking dick. Tara loved the sight of two men sucking each other off and knowing she could force me to and watch, or be in on it, was more than a little exhilarating.  One of Tara's favorite things to do is to humiliate me in public. It's something that sends waves of pleasure over her, more extreme than I'd ever known. As the slave, I'll always go along with it, whether it's enticing or not. My goal is to please her and only her. If the pleasure goes both ways, fantastic, but it's not necessary.  I was woken up around 10 a.m. Saturday morning and instructed to put on a pair of rubber underwear and nothing else.

"Where are we going Mistress?"

"I feel like walking my slave around the mall. First, you are going to prove how much of a slut you are though."

"Yes mistress."

"I'm waiting here. Are you going to light my cigarette or not?"

"Of course master."

My fingers fumbled with the lighter as it flickered but wouldn't stay lit, finally giving in with a nice long flame. Smoke filled the air and was then blown into my face.

"Thank you."

"Yes yes. Put the collar on so I can walk you. I'll be down stairs waiting."

Her ass swayed back and forth, tightly wrapped by the black leather pants she wore that were incredibly tight. The white tank top she wore was one she got for Christmas that said, "CALL ME MASTER." It was something we stumbled upon while in Florida, vacationing. The drive was quiet; I knew not to speak as she enjoyed her music while puffing a Marlboro. The world flew by and within several minutes the mall was in view. The parking lot was crowded with cars like it always is on a Saturday. We parked and she pulled my out by the leash, my knees hurt so bad from walking on all fours on the rough gravel, but no complaints allowed. 

"I'm sure you are wondering what's in this bag. Here, I want you to put on this wig. Well, don't you look like a sexy little blond whore? Ready to prove yourself?"

"Yes mistress."

People passed by, staring, wonder what the hell was going on. Why was this very attractive redhead walking around a man with a wig like he was a dog? The answer came swiftly.

"Excuse me, would you like a free blowjob from a dirty little skank?"

I was in disbelief that she was going to have me suck some random stranger. I've never done it before and was unsure if I'd like it. Men just kept on walking; some were even with their girlfriends. One guy said he would like one but his girl smacked him across the arm, they laughed and kept moving. 

My only thought at that exact moment was, "Please not the dirty looking redneck."

"Sir, would you mind coming over here."

"Hi, what can I do for you?"

"Actually, it's about what I can do for you. I'm offering you a nice wet blowjob from my slut here. It's good practice."

"Well, I don't really don't know."

"One second sir."

Confusion came up on both of our faces as she dug into her bad yet again, pulling out a black bra and some crimson lipstick. She forced me to put on the bra as she ran the lipstick along my mouth. The cigarette smoke was hurting my eyes as she applied it, ashes falling to the ground as it rest between her teeth.

"Okay. What about now? That's a fine little bitch there."

"I don't have anything to clean up with so I don't know."

"No worries. I want you to coat her pretty little face. Spray her face, neck, hair, I really don't care. This is your slut until you cum."

"She does have some nice pouty lips. Okay."

Tara leaned back onto the car as the sun reflected off the tight leather pants, lighting up another cigarette. The dirty stranger unzipped his pants and pulled out a 6 inch cock that was veiny and thick. 

"Come on now, wrap those pretty lips around it. Keep mind, if you don't do a good job, you will be whipped later. I guarantee it won't be as nice as last time. You will bleed."

With no way out, my eyes closed tight as his hand gripped my hair, pushing the meat into my wet mouth. People walked by, talking in low voices, in complete shock. I ignored them and opened wider so he could push it all in. Images of porn star's performing popped in my head. I'd try to mimic it. My tongue swirled around his plump head before I'd grip tight and take it to the back of my throat. 

"I'd swear that you've been doing this for years, my worthless slave. You have natural skills. Perhaps it was inevitable that you were a dick sucking fag." She cackled as she took a hit off the Marlboro.

"Wow. She is very good at this. I'm getting close."

All of it was a bit overwhelming. It was surprising that, without any previous experience, my mouth was about to make this guy explode. It made me feel sexy.

"Suck that cock good faggot. Want a big load on your pretty little face."

The lipstick was smearing all over his shaft and his moans were getting louder. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see several people stopping to watch us. I'd hate to disappoint the viewers so I dove down to the bottom of his shaft then slowly back up, bobbing up and down wildly on his thick member. 

"I see several of you are enjoying my slut's show. Any of you boy's want to join in?"

All were hesitant at first but a young black man stepped forward and unzipped his jeans. His cock had to be 9 inches or more and it worried me. The redneck wasn't even close to that and it caused me to gag a few times. Surprisingly, the black guy didn't wait; he slid his cock into my already full mouth. They slid in and out, rubbing against my wet crimson lips, gliding against one another's dicks. 

"Mm, that is very hot. Come on you worthless pig, can't you get these boys off? Just like a slut you have your mouth full of dick. Prove you are the best little whore."

My hands stroked their shafts faster since it was hard for me to do anything else. They were trying to face fuck me but my mouth wasn't big enough for both of them. It wouldn't open any wider but they kept pushing more and more inside. A few guys in the crowd were rubbing themselves but refused to come over.

"Here it comes, oh shit."

The redneck pulled out and squeezed his head, prolonging the orgasm. Suddenly hot semen was blasting me in the face, dripping down to my chin. I truly felt like a slut and I loved every second.

"Mm, good shot. Thank you.

Now I could focus on one again and that was difficult enough. The huge black cock was filling my mouth and the man always wanted to shove it all in. The problem was, I couldn't take it all without nearly throwing up.

"Come on, fuck his slutty mouth. Little bitch needs to learn to suck. You keep gagging. Can't take it, bitch?"

The black guy grabbed onto the back of my head and started driving it all down my throat. Every time it was too much, he continued anyway.

"Throw up you pitiful cunt. You can't take that big black prick."

It took everything in me to prevent that, and soon I found myself moaning with him. 

"You love that, don't you?"

I nodded as the plump head dropped from my lips, giving me a moment to breathe. While gasping for air, his cock thrust right back in, catching me by surprise.

"Give her that big load."

My hands squeezed and rubbed his ass, digging the nails in as my mouth was mercilessly pounded. Saliva ran down and hung from his balls.

"Shit, shit, here it come."

A long strand of his white goo squirted into my hair then several more powerful shots hit me in the face, one right in the mouth. It was my first taste of semen and it was sweet. Hungrily, I took the head into my mouth and milked the last bit of cum. Craving every last drop. 

"Well, well, well, somebody is hungry for sperm. Maybe he just loves that big black cock. Did you enjoy that, slut?"

"Very much master."

"Well, come along, we have more things to do."

The gravel continued to scratch up my legs as we moved into the mall. People were whispering things back and forth and some looked mortified. I crawled on all fours around the mall with semen scattered over my face and in my hair. We stopped into an alternative clothing store. Tara saw a tall guy with piercing's and smiled.

"Excuse me, would you like to take my slave's anal virginity?"



The Mall Adventure



I decided to go to the mall for some fun. My name is Laura. I'm about 5'6" 150lbs. long curly brown hair. Piercing blue eyes. 36D breasts tiny waist and curvy hips. Nice curvy hourglass figure. I'm very proud of my body. I decided I wanted to have some fun so I went to the mall. I looked at every store seeing if anyone looked interesting to talk to. I was about to give up when I saw this gorgeous woman wave at me. Looks like a sales rep for a bedding store. I walked over to her. She told me her name was Mischa. She was 5'5" around 140lbs. Short straight black hair and the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen. Her brilliant white teeth just sparkled. We started talking about different types of sheets and pillows. I asked her which type of bedding is her favorite. She then said how about I show you. I told her lets meet when she gets off work. She said she gets off at 7pm. 

We met up at the mall entrance and I told her I could follow her to her place. She lived in this nice 2 bedroom luxury apartment in the city. I told her that I loved her apartment. She said thanks. I live alone so my spare bedroom is my "fun" room. I asked if I could see it. Sure. 

Her fun room was a total erotic scene. There was a round bed covered in black satin sheets and at each end was a night stand with several toys and lubes out. Also at one end of the room was a sex swing. The mere sight of this room made my pussy wet and my clit tingle. I knew I was going to have fun tonight. I told her I loved the room and I would like to use it with her. She said that's why I asked you over. She then leaned over and started kissing me. Wow was her lips soft. They were soft and moist. I parted her lips and tasted her sweet mouth. Then all of a sudden she lifted me up and carried me over the bed. She laid me down ever so gently and started taking my clothes off. She complimented my beautiful breast and my clean shaven pussy. She said she can't wait to taste it. I told her I am all yours. When I said this she just ripped off her clothes. 

She began by kissing my lips then she slowly worked her way down with my neck then she paused at my nipples. She started sucking on each one till they were as hard as a jelly beans. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter. She then went down and started kissing my feet then my calves and then my thighs. She kept avoiding my pussy and the more she avoided it the more I kept squirming and gushing. As soon as I was at the point of begging she takes my clit into her mouth and starts sucking like she is sucking on a guy's dick. At this point I cum all over the sheets and let out the biggest scream I have ever let out. After a couple of moments of calming down she asks me to pick out a toy. I pick out this pretty pink vibrator with rotating beads in the middle. She then takes the toy and starts fucking me with it after she turns it on full blast. I start bucking and squirming and screaming. She turns up the heat by sucking and licking my clit. I'm having the biggest orgasm of my life so far. She says she is not done yet. She fucks me so much with that dildo I squirt into her mouth. She then kisses me and has me taste my own cum. She then lifts me up and puts me into the sex swing. I then see her put on a strap on. She starts out slow and then builds moment. Another earth-shattering orgasm. 

At this point we take a break and after about 15 minutes of holding each other I tell her it is my turn to have her. I kiss her everywhere on her body just like she did to me. When I get to her trimmed pussy I knew I had to get that clit into my mouth. I suck on her clit and then insert two fingers into her pussy. I curve my hand so I can hit her G-Spot. I get her to scream and squirm and squirt. The 3s's every time. After her orgasm she says I have a favorite toy that she would like me to use on her. She picks out the huge purple dildo. She told me to fuck her hard and fast. I lube it up and shove it in her so hard she moves a few inches up the bed. I just go to town fucking her, sucking her clit, and playing with her nipples. I don't stop fucking until she has 2 more orgasms. She says I am the best she has ever had. I stop fucking her and I just move into her arms and we just hold each other and we fall asleep in each others arms.

After we wake up we decide we are a little hungry. We go into the kitchen and she makes me something to eat and we sit there and feed each other in the nude. She says this is the best night she has ever had. I tell her the same. I ask her if she is looking for anyone right now. She says yes. She was about to ask me to be her girlfriend but I beat her to it. I think this may be the start of the best adventure of my life.....



The Mall Boys



I had never thought of our local mall as a place to find special friends, but then I guess their slogan was true, 'Madison Mall, Everything you need under one roof.'

It was a Tuesday afternoon and I was at the mall checking out the new skateboards and rollerblades at the sporting goods store when I saw two young men checking out the skating t-shirts. They looked to be about my age, nineteen or twenty. One of them was wearing a pair of jean shorts with worn holes in the back that allowed one to see a small section of his butt cheeks whenever he leaned the right way or bent down to a lower rack. It was clear after I had sneaked a few peaks that he wasn't wearing any underwear under his shorts, or if he was, they were rather skimpy. I nonchalantly wandered over to the t-shirt racks, I wanted to get a closer look at these two and see them from the front too.

I walked to the other side of the racks and pretended to look over the shirts, but was actually eyeing them up. The guy with the holey shorts was really cute, he had his blonde hair cut short in the back and on the sides but had long bangs hanging down almost over his eyes. The neck of his t-shirt was cut down about six inches exposing a smooth tanned section of his chest. The other guy had dark black hair; with what I would say was a baby face, not even a hint of peach fuzz. His eyes were deep and dark green and his skin was a beautiful natural dark brown. He was wearing a tank top and when he lifted his arms to pull a shirt off the top rack, I could see he had no hair on his pits and I got a clear view of his smooth chest and one of his small dark brown nipples. As I walked around the rack, I saw he was wearing a dark purple pair of biker shorts which clung so tight to his really slender body that one could easily see the firm roundness of his tight tiny ass and the outline of his genitals through the tight fabric.

"Excuse me." I said softly as I reached for a shirt on the rack in front of him. He stepped back a step.

"No problem man," he replied. "They have some nice shirts here don't they?"

"Yeah," I answered smiling at them. "They have a lot of cool stuff here."

"Yeah, yeah they do." The other guy said. I saw out of the corner of my eye he was looking me up and down. I turned slightly so he could see my own tight ass. He pulled a shirt off the rack and held it out to me. "I think this one would look awesome on you."

"Really, you think?" I asked smiling and held the shirt up to my neck. "I do love the purple tie dye."

"Oh Brody," The other guy laughed. "You just think everyone looks sexy in purple."

"Well purple is a sexy color Toby," he said as he slapped him on his tight biker shorts covered ass. "Purple is real sexy."

"Well maybe I should get it then," I winked at Brody. "I like to look sexy."

"Well I think," Toby chimed in. "That you'd look sexy in anything."

I blushed.

"Yeah, you'd look sexy in anything," Brody paused and then laughed. "Of course I think you'd look sexy in nothing too."

"Gosh you guys are making me blush." I said as I put the shirt back on the rack. "But I can't really afford a new shirt today."

Brody pulled Toby back a few feet and whispered something in his ear. Toby looked over to me and smiled and then nodded.

"So, my names Toby, and this is Brody." He said smiling.

"Hi guys, I'm Jake."

"Well Jake," Brody said. "We'd be willing to buy you a shirt if you'd come over to our place and model it for us." 

Toby was laughing quietly; Brody elbowed him in the ribs and laughed.

"I couldn't ask you guys to buy me a shirt," I smiled. "We just met."

"Well you aren't asking us," Brody replied. "We're offering to buy you a shirt, if you want one."

"Well sure," I smiled. "I'd love a new shirt."

"But you have to model it for us." Toby chimed in laughing.

"Okay, sure I could do that." I replied, figuring what the hell, I had nothing better to do today; I could go hang out with a couple of new friends and model a new shirt. Especially since the new friends were so damn cute and seemed to be fun guys.

"Cool," Brody said smiling. "Toby why don't to walk Jake out to the car and I'll go pay for the shirt and meet you guys there."

"Okay," Toby answered then turned to me. "Come on Jake." 

I followed Toby a half step behind him as we walked through the store. I kept that distance so I could look at his ass as it bounced in those skin tight purple shorts. When we got to the door he opened it and held it open for me. I glanced over to him and noticed the front of his biker shorts now had a little bulge in them. The tightness of the fabric clung to the outline of his hardened cock.

When we got to the car Toby unlocked it and opened the passenger door and pushed the seat forward. I climbed into the back seat and sat down. Toby stood outside of the car for a minute, giving me an excellent close up view of his hard cock being restrained by the stretching fabric of his shorts. I saw his hard cock throb a couple of times in its containment before he turned around and gave me a nice view of his ass that was encompassed by the purple fabric, clinging tightly to his skin, and showing the divide of his ass crack quite nicely.

"Here he comes," he said as he turned and slid into the front passenger seat. "I bet he got you the purple shirt."

"You think?" I laughed.

Brody walked up to the car and popped the trunk and put the bag inside. He climbed in the driver's door and started up the car and we took off. It was only about a five minute drive to their house and we all got out and headed in, Brody stopping to retrieve the bag from the trunk.

"Would you like a soda or something to drink?" Toby asked me.

"Sure, whatever you got will be fine."

Toby left the room and came back in a few seconds and handed me a Dew and Brody a Pepsi.

"So is our model ready to model for us?" Brody asked me laughing.

"Sure," I smiled. "Do you want me to change my shirt right here?"

"Oh heavens no," Brody laughed. "You can go into the other room and change and then come out walking all sexy like a model so we can get a good look at you."

"Cool," I said setting down my Dew. "So can I have the shirt?"

"In a second," Brody said as Toby was laughing. "There are rules to modeling you know. Do you know what they are?"

"Ah, not really, but I'm betting you are going to tell me." I laughed.

"Well there really is only one rule," Brody smiled. "You can only wear what you are to model."

"Okay, that sounds cool." I figured since the shirt was an extra large that it would be baggy and come down almost to my knees. And besides, I didn't mind a bit being naked under the shirt in front of my two new sexy friends.

"Okay," Brody said reaching into the bag and handing me the purple tie dye shirt. "Go change and come model for us."

I took the shirt and went into what I saw was a bedroom. It had a king size bed along one wall and mirrors on the other three walls. There looked to be a large walk in closet, but I didn't open it, not wanting to be snoopy. I pulled off my shirt and then slipped on the new shirt. I kicked off my sneakers and pulled down my shorts and underwear and stood looking at myself in the mirrors on one wall. The shirt came down to almost my knees as I thought. It was cool looking into the mirrors for I could see my back in the mirror reflecting from the mirrors on the opposite wall. I went to walk back out into the other room when I stopped to ask.

"Hey guys," I yelled out. "What about my socks, on or off?"

"Did we get them for you to model?" Toby yelled back. I could hear them both laughing.

"No." I replied.

"Well the rule is you can only wear what we gave you to model." Brody yelled back.

"Okay, socks are coming off." I called out as I lifted my feet one at a time and pulled off my socks. "Here comes your model."

I walked out of the bedroom, sashaying a little. I crossed my feet one over the other as I had seen models do on TV shows. I walked into the room and past Toby and Brody sitting on the couch, their eyes fixed on me. They whistled and howled as I walked around the room waving the bottom of the shirt around a little. I stopped in front of them and turning my back to them, flipped the bottom of the shirt up so that about half of my bare ass was showing. They howled and applauded.

"More, more, more." Brody chanted. "We want more."

They both laughed.

I turned and faced them and slowly slid the shirt up until it just barely covered my crotch. I was glad the shirt was baggy for it helped to almost hide my raging hard on beneath it.

"That is one sexy shirt." Brody cooed. "Damn sexy man." Toby said as he rubbed his hand over the bulge in his tight fitting shorts.

"So that was fun," I said smiling, looking down to Toby rubbing his hard cock through his shorts. "So I guess the modeling is over." I sighed.

"Well," Brody said reaching for the bag. "I did buy you a second gift, if you care to model that too?"

"Sure," I said happily. "I'd love too." Thinking it was another shirt.

"Well if you agree, you have to model it?" Brody said holding out the bag.

"Yeah, I will." I replied reaching for the bag.

"No chickening out." Brody chidingly scolded me.

"I won't." I replied now wondering what they had gotten for me to model. Was it a tight pair of shorts like Toby was wearing? Could it be maybe a pair of girls' underwear? I didn't know, but hey, I was all excited and so were they, so what the fuck why not?

"Now go take off the shirt and put this on," Brody said letting me take the bag. "And remember, this is all you can model this time."

"Okay." I smiled and took the bag and went back to the bedroom. I slipped off the shirt; I was now standing there naked in this room of mirrors. I looked at myself for a few seconds, thinking how sexy it was that with the different mirrors, I could see many version of my nakedness. It was like standing in a room of hard cocks, but they were all mine. I opened up the bag and almost fainted.

"Are you serious?" I called out laughing. I heard them laughing in the other room.

"Yeah," Brody called out between laughs. "Yeah we are Jake."

"Oh I knew when I saw you guys you were nasty little guys." I laughed calling out from the bedroom. There I stood, naked and hard as a rock, with a pair of anklet socks in my hand. I put the socks on and opened the door.

"Here comes your model." I laughed as I stepped out into the other room.

Toby and Brody we giggling up a storm on the couch as I walked past them in nothing but the pair of socks, my full naked body prancing around the room. My hard little cock bouncing with each step I took. I twirled around in front of them and lifted my left foot and placed it on Brody's lap.

"Do you like my new socks?" I asked laughing.

"Very much so," Brody replied as he took my foot into his hands and moved it slowly around his crotch, I could feel his hardness through his jeans. "I like them a lot." He said staring at my five and a half inch hard cock.

"I wish I would have bought you guys something to model now." I laughed.

"Well," Toby stood up and announced. "We could model our socks for you if you'd like?"

"Oh I would like that a lot." I smiled.

Toby kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt and quickly pulled off his tight shorts and was standing there naked in front of me. His body was completely hairless, even his pubes were shaved. His dark brown skin was silky smooth. I looked down at his hard cock; it looked about the same length as mine, but smaller around. His sac was small, but hung down nicely. As I stood there staring at Toby's naked body, Brody had slowly ran his hand up my leg and was now stroking my hard cock. I reached out and began stroking Toby's hard cock. Brody set my foot down off his crotch and stood up and stripped. I looked over to Brody as I stroked Toby's cock. He too was completely shaved; there wasn't a hair on his body form his neck down.

"Wow, you guys are both shaved." I smiled.

"We shave each other." Toby said reaching out and stroking my hard cock.

"Yeah, but Toby here doesn't ever have that much to shave do you?"

"No, I'm a Mexican hairless." He laughed.

I stood between them, a hard hairless cock in each hand. There were four hands caressing my naked body. One was stroking my cock and another was rubbing my butt as the other two hands were caressing my chest and back.

"Off to the bedroom?" Brody asked.

"The room of mirrors," I smiled. "That should look awesome."

Once in the bedroom, Brody picked me up and tossed me unto the bed. Toby jumped up and instantly sucked my hard cock into his mouth as Brody climbed on top of me and I sucked his hairless hard cock into my mouth. Soon we had switched around and I was sucking on Toby's littler cock as Brody sucked on mine. Toby swung his naked body around so that he was back to sucking my cock and I had my lips wrapped around his skinny hard cock. I felt Brody grab my ankles and lift my feet up. Toby gripped my thighs and pulled them back as he kept sucking my cock. I felt something wet on my asshole and was soon squirming as Brody began to tongue my asshole. I sucked harder and faster on Toby's hard cock as Brody slid his tongue into my asshole and proceeded to tongue fuck my hole. Toby was gently biting down on my hard cock as he sucked me. I soon felt Brody press the tip of his hard cock against my now wet asshole. Toby sucked my cock fully into his mouth and pulled up and back on my balls as Brody thrust his hard cock deep into my asshole. I winced and bit down on Toby's hard cock in my mouth, and sucked on his cock hard as Brody fucked my ass.

I felt myself ready to orgasm. Just then my mouth was filled with Toby's hot creamy cum as he shot load after load into my mouth. I returned the favor and sent my cum flying deep down his throat as he sucked my cock dry. Brody yelled and thrust his hard cock deep into my ass and held it there, pumping his hot cum deep inside my asshole. Brody collapsed unto the bed, his cock pulling free from my tight hole as Toby rolled off unto the other side of me. The three of us lay there naked, our cocks smeared in cum, big smiles on our faces.

"So you guys want to go another round?" I asked as I caressed both of there smooth silky chest. "Oh hell yes." They both yelled. 

{tbc}