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Wanda learns lesson in shoe store
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From: [email protected]
Subject: A second post, and it's more of a fantasy...
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 1992 00:03:28 GMT
This is the first and the second part of a story I start about a year
ago, just call me a great procrastinator (sp?) who can't spell... :-))
Anyway, I started it but never got a chance to add anymore, sooo now
that I have added a bit to it I thought I would post it all to list,
part 1 and part 2, and then as I get time I will write a bit more...
Unless of course some willing submissive wench, or is that wrench?,
would like to offer her services and help in the writing... :-)) (grin)
Enjoy!
*Note* The following story contains various forms of bondage and humilation
as well as self inflicted pain with various wild beasts and creatures of
tremendous proportions.. well... not really, but there is some naughty
things written down below... so if you are squemish (sp?) don't read any
further... remember I warned you!!!! :-))
PS. This is copyrighted, but you can share it with whomever you wish
just don't change it without my permission! and don't take no money! I
aint got none why should you! :-))
Now comments/flames/doughnations can be sent to [email protected]
Wanda learns a lesson in the Shoe Store
© John Bruggeman
The whole day had gone really bad, first thing in the morning
the car wouldn't start and you got to class late. Then you forgot
to bring the paper that was due for class. Then while trying to
get some research done at the library every book you wanted was
either missing from the shelf or checked out. Frustration after
frustration, but as you were reading your e-mail, hoping to have
something interesting to read you saw his address in the 'From:'
field. Your 'Virtual Master' had sent you something. Eagerly you
pulled up his message and began reading. By the time you finished
you were wet with excitement and shaking with nervousness. His
brief note indicated that somehow he was going to be in town in two
days and he wanted to finally meet. His only question was would
you go along? You only had to reply, "Yes Master", and then he
would send you the list of commands that you had to follow.
Quickly you typed REPLY, and issued the two word response. He
must have been logged on as soon as you replied and the network
must have been running very fast, for before you could even finish
the rest of your mail, a note from him arrived. It was simple
addressed to 'Slave' and the subject was, 'Commands to Follow'. As
you excitedly read the list you memorized it from top to bottom.
Your nipples, already hard, seemed to ache to be pinched. Your
pussy, moistened even more as your hand unconsciously drifted down
and began to stroke your hot dripping clit. The list read as
follows:
If at anytime you want to stop, say 'Banana', otherwise do as
follows.
1) You may not orgasm until I arrive.
2) You may not wear any underwear from now until I leave. You
must take off the underwear you are presently wearing
immediately.
3) When you meet me at the airport in two days you will be
wearing a short mini skirt, high heels and a tank top, nothing
more.
4) You must be free of pubic hair this evening when you will
receive further instructions. Check your mail at 5pm, you
will receive the rest of your initial instructions at that
time.
5) You must now go to the nearest bathroom and remove your
underwear. Then masturbate until you can taste your own
juices. Insert two fingers in your now wet sex. Stroke your
clit until you can feel yourself approaching orgasm. Once
your two fingers are lubricated enough, insert one into your
ass and leave the other in your pussy. Lubricate three
fingers in a similar manner so that you can insert all three
into your ass. Once you have three fingers in your ass,
stroke your clit again until you approach orgasm.
Stop stroking your clit but continue to fuck your ass for five
more minutes. Once the five minutes have passed put your
panties in your purse and then wash your hands and return to
your studies. You will be expected to demonstrate from me
when I arrive how quickly you can bring yourself to the brink
of orgasm and stop. It is important for you to learn control
for this weekend.
As you read over the list you begin to wonder what all your Master
has in mind for you this weekend. Eager to begin you rush to the
bathroom and begin to masturbate......
As you logged in that evening right at five you had to wait a
second or two before the expected message appeared in your mail
box, it was simply titled, Commands Part 2. As you read the
following lines you nervously fingered your nipples, afraid that
touching your clit might cause you to orgasm and you wanted to
follow your master's commands. As you pinched and pulled on your
erect nipples you unconsciously licked your lips as if to taste
your masters hard cock.
The commands we're brief:
1) If you haven't already, shave your pubic hair so that your
slutty clit is always available. Make sure that no trace of hair
remains on your legs, underarms, or slave pussy. Failure to do so
will result in ten swats of my paddle for each hair found.
2) Once your are cleaned up, dress in a short skirt, without
panties, a loose light colored blouse, no bra, and medium heels,
stockings if you have them. Then go to your favorite shoe store and
try on several pairs of shoes. Make sure the clerk see that you
are not wearing any panties. Do not buy the shoes, simply tease
the clerk. If you don't have stockings purchase some now, in these
colors, white, red, and black. Next go to an adult bookstore and
purchase a large dildo, one that will nicely fit in both your slave
ass and slave pussy. Make sure you see every dildo they have
before you purchase the one you want. After you have your purchase
thank the clerk and tell him/her your Master sent you in to buy it.
3) When you get back home remove your clothing and make sure you
can take the dildo in both your ass and pussy. You may not cum at
anytime! Give me a call when you have gotten to this point, I will
give you further instructions on the phone.
Your Master.
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Weak kneed you slipped on the shortest skirt and lightest blouse
you have and then adding 3" heels, you hurry for the local mall.
As you drive down the road toward the shoe store you feel your
pussy begin to moisten in anticipation. Your hand drifts down and
you slowly begin to rub your hard clit. As you sit at the light
you don't even notice the pickup truck that stops next to you. The
women in the passenger seat looks down and watches silently as you
slip your middle finger deep inside. The light changes and you
come back to reality as the truck pulls ahead, you blush deeply as
see the face of the women looking back at you. Lewdly you lick
your finger as you pull away from the light and try to catch up
with the truck. You begin to pace yourself with the truck as the
women adjusts the side mirror so she can see all that you have to
offer. Knowing that she wants you to continue you hike your skirt
up so she can see that your slave pussy is shaved clean. As you
both stop at the next light you can see her eyes are full of lust
and hunger as you continue to tease her with your show. Slipping
a finger into your naughty cunt again you rotate it feeling it
tickle your insides and then pull it out slowly, rubbing your clit
as you go. Sucking you sex covered finger in your mouth as you
would your masters cock, you see the women stroke her own breast as
she watches you. The light changes again and as you pull away from
the light you slip your finger deep inside again confident that she
is watching your every move. Eager to show her more you slip your
middle finger inside your hot slave pussy as well. The two fingers
inside feel so nice and make you so hot you nearly miss your turn.
Sucking them both in your mouth like a lolly pop you wink and wave
to your one woman audience as you pull into the shoe store parking
lot hoping that the clerk is cute enough to eat...... ;-)))
Sitting in the parking lot, just a few feet away from the shoe
store entrance, you rearrange your dress so that you can look
somewhat presentable to the store clerk. Checking yourself in the
mirror you can see how hot you look , just that little trip down
the street, that little flashing with the women in the truck has
flushed and excited you nearly beyond control. Liking your lips
you step out of the car and head for the store...
'Can I help you?' The saleswomen ask almost in unison.
Oh my, you hadn't planned on this. You thought that there would be
only one clerk in the store and that it would be a guy, not a
women. Looking at them you figure the one to be about 25 the other
slightly older. Both are attractive without being stunning and the
older women appears to be training the younger one. The store is
empty except for them.
'I, umm, was looking for some shoes and stockings', you manage
to say, feeling as though they can see right through you and know
that you are nearly naked. The thrill of discovery begins to itch
at your slave cunt, and causes your nipples to harden.
The older women motions for the younger to assist you while she
heads for the rear of the store. Walking about the displays you
begin to feel your pussy twitch and tingle. Selecting several high
heeled styles to try on you hand them to the clerk and eagerly wait
for her to assist you. Claiming to have a sore back you ask the
clerk to help you put the shoes on. Gently shifting your legs so
she can't help but look up your dress you catch her reaction as she
sees you don't have any underwear on. Her eyes widen just a bit
and her breathing deepens just a bit as she fumbles with the strap
of the shoe. Without standing you stretch your leg out toward her
asking her opinion of the look of each shoe you try on. You can
tell she is quite distracted by your display. She barely makes eye
contact as you continue to order her around the store, getting this
shoe and that. Finally you decided you don't like any of them and
then ask to see their selection of stockings. Excusing herself to
retrieve them from the back you are surprised when she returns with
manager and no stockings. The manager is more stern now then
before, she has an air of authority you can feel as she walks
towards you.
'What can I do for you?' She asks in a commanding manner.
'I'd like to see your selection of stockings', you reply less
confidently.
'You don't seem to need to wear panties why would you want
stockings?' She asks pointedly.
'umm, a,' you begin to mumble, feeling her power over you
somehow.
'If you'd like to see them you'll have to come to the backroom,
we have rooms for women like yourself. Follow me.' She commands.
Meekly you follow her to the back, hearing the front door lock as
you make your way to the back room. Your slave pussy is tingling
even more as you follow her to a room marked "PRIVATE".
As you follow her you begin to wonder what will happen next. Half
hoping that she will tease you a bit before selling you the
stockings. You walk into what appears to be a storeroom of sorts,
the tall shelves have boxes and boxes of shoes as well as various
cleaning items. You wait submissively for her to tell you what to
do next, unconsciously lowering your head.
"To properly fit you for these you should remove your skirt. You
do want these stockings to look the best don't you." She says,
eyeing you hungerly as she dangles two pairs of black stockings
before you, just out of reach.
Slowly unzipping the skirt you let it slip to the floor and step
out of it.
"Do you always go out looking for shoes and stockings without
any panties on? What kind of little slut are you? I bet you don't
even have a bra on either!" She pauses to see how you react.
Noticing that you make no move to stop her she continues. "Take off
your top now so I can see."
"Yes Mistress", you reply unconsciously, as you take off your
blouse and stand virtually naked before her.
"Mistress, ehh. So your someone's slave. I know what you need.
Come here and kneel down."
You find yourself drawn to her, unable to resist. As you kneel
on the cool hard floor you feel your pussy getting even wetter.
"Put your hands behind your back. Terri, tie this little tarts
hands with this stocking. I think she's going to get just what she
bargained for." Smiling down at you with a leer.
Terri.. so that was the younger womans name. Terri seems to
know what to do with a pair of stockings. Your hands are tied now,
immobile but not painfully so.
She asks Terri, "Would like her to model these stockings for us
out on the floor?" Terri nods her head yes. "I think I would
enjoy a little floor show too. Ok slave, stand up. You're going to
model some shoes and stockings for us this evening."
Model shoes and stockings? Out in the open? "No, I can't." You
finally manage to say.
"Yes you can and you will slave or we'll be forced to punish
you." She says. She helps you to your feet and heads back out the
door to the sales floor.
Naked and wet.
So wet that you could feel your lips easily slid as you slowly
walk behind your new mistress and her assistant. Looking around
you see that you wouldn't always be visible from the street but you
would be some of the time.
"I think out little slut here likes to be shown off don't you
Terri?"
"Yes Chelsie, I think she does, I bet she is dripping wet. I'm
really surprised that she shaved herself, she looks so young that
way, like a little girl."
So the boss is Chelsie, and she knows how much you get off on
this.
"Ok my little slave, your modeling career has just begun. Terri
help this wench into her first pair of stockings and shoes, then
we'll begin the show."
Terri begins by having you sit down in one of the chairs right in
plain sight of passers by! Slipping your shoes off she then slides
a black pair of stockings on letting her hands drift toward your
bare cunt, teasing you a bit.
"I can see she is very wet, her lips are so big and red. I bet if
we let her touch herself she would cum in a second." Terri says as
she fits a red leather pump with a three inch heel on you.
"Ok slut, now walk around a bit. Let's see how well you can
model." Chelsie demands, as she slowly rubs her breasts through
her blouse.
You head toward the back of the store away from the street to
try to hide as best you can, but Chelsie will have none of that.
"No you don't slave. You will walk to the door and then back
again, slowly, if you go to fast you'll have to do it again. If
you still go too fast I'll put a leash on you and walk you like the
hot little bitch you are. Do you understand?"
"Yes Mistress", you meekly reply. You slowly turn around and
head to the front of the store watching for anyone that maybe
around. Terri and Chelsie follow you as you walk. Your cunt is
twitching like crazy as you get closer to the front, you half want
to be found and half fear what someone would do if they did.
Luckily for you no-one appears to be around.
************ End of Part 1 **************
Walking too quickly to the door, you turn on your heel and walk
back, just like a runway model. There is more than a little bit of
a thrill running inside you, knowing that you are so visible.
Chelsie looks you over as you stand near the back of the store and
then says,
"One more time slave, this time walk slower."
Walking to the front again, this time taking about half a second
between steps. You get to the door and turn on your heel, only to
see a group of three young men walking from their car towards the
store. Weak in the knees and light headed you step quickly to the
far end of the store a bit away from Chelsie and Terri.
"Not bad, she seems to be getting the hang of this now, don't you
think Terri?" Chelsie says with a wink, noticing the young men at
the door.
"Yes, she is, and she is so flushed, you can tell she likes to
show off." Terri notes, unaware of the young men.
Chelsie heads to the front of the door saying as she does, "Help
our model here into her next outfit while I show in the new
judges."
Terri turns and looks to the door and notices her boyfriend and
his two buddies at the door. She had totally forgotten about him
picking her up and their date tonight. Calling after Chelsie,
"I think Greg and the boys will make fine judges. He knows he can
only look at the merchandise and I am sure he can pursued the
others as well."
"I'm not worried about the boys, I can take care of them."
Chelsie replies, unlocking the door and letting the boys in.
"Hmm, rather than take this outfit off, maybe you should model it
for them first, so they can compare all of your outfits." Terri
muses, as she leads you to the group at the front of the store. "I
thought the boys should see all the outfits Chelsie", she says as
she parades you for the three admiring men.
Chelsie finishes talking with the boys as you stand there.
"If you want to stay you can, but if you do stay you have to do
as I tell you or you'll have to leave, do you understand?"
The boys all nod their heads in agreement, whistling as they
hungerly eye your nude form.
"Ok, let's begin then. You boys stand near the door so we don't
have any other unwanted visitors. Now, slave, model the stockings
for the boys here."
Not able to look at the boys you slowly walk before each one of
them, feeling rather naughty about it all, and loving every minute.
"Look at her hard nipples", one of the boys says as he points to
your hot hard nips.
"Yeah, they are hard but not as big as that stripper down at the
Brass Ass." Another says laughingly.
"She doesn't move as well as the stripper either." The last one
says.
"What do you want her to do Greg?", Terri asks. As she stands
next to you.
So that was Greg, the tall one, skinny and tall, but kinda cute.
"Well, first off, have her bend over so we can see her ass, and
have her play with her tits." Greg offers.
"That's a good idea, Greg", Chelsie says much to your
embarrassment. You're both turned on and humiliated at being
'forced' to parade around for them and having to perform for them.
"So slave, let's see you strut your hot bod for these young men.
If we all don't like your show though you'll be punished."
Trying to strut around you find it hard to be sexy with your
hands tied behind your back. "Could you untie my hands at least?"
You ask, hoping that they will at least give you some control back.
"Yes, I suppose you have earned that at least." Chelsie says, as
she stands behind you and unties the stockings. "If you don't
please us, you'll be punished." She says again with a wicked glint
in her eye. You somehow know that regardless of what you do, it
won't be good enough. Chelsie will want to punish you. The tingle
in your pussy has turned into a roar in your head. You know that
it won't take much to get you off. Every pore in your skin seems
to be a hot spot, and just the looks on the boys faces is turning
you on.
Strutting before them you begin to rub your nipples between your
fingers, pulling on them gently at first and then harder, and
harder. The whistles and cat calls of the boys urge you on to do
more. You begin to shake you hips and spread your legs as you
imagine music and lights. Running one hand down your stomach you
slip a finger in your dripping pussy as you pull on your nipple
with your other. The harder you pull on your nipple the better it
feels until you hit the peak and you let it slip free of your
finger and thumb with a little slap. You pull it out again, and
again. You get a rhythm going between your pussy and nipples.
Slipping two and then three fingers deep into your cunt as you pull
and tease you hard pebble nipples. Rubbing your clit faster and
faster and faster you can feel the built up tension inside you
rising.
"God she is *hot*", one of the boys says.
You open you eyes to lock on his as you continue to rub your hot
hard clit. Licking your lips, you suck two of your pussy coated
fingers deep in your mouth as pinch your nipple between your
fingernails, leaving a deep crease in the prickled skin. Still
sucking on your fingers you turn around and spread your legs,
showing the three young men you bare wet pussy and puckered ass.
Slipping the two fingers back into your hot sex you spank your ass
with your free hand as your finger you cunt. You spank your ass
three or four times and can begin to feel the pleasant heat flow
across your cheeks.
"Hot Damm!" Greg breaths, "she is a fire cracker!"
Jamming your fingers in and out of your hot sex you start a new
rhythm with the spanking. You don't get ten swats in before you
feel the first rush of your long delayed climax. Dizzy you sink to
your knees as the waves crashed through your body and head.
Pounding and shaking you. Cum begins to flow down your fingers.
Scratching your ass cheeks with your nails you shudder as your
fingers continue to slide in and out of your spasming pussy...
Hoping that you performed well enough for your crowd you sigh and
begin to breath normally again. You hear rave reviews coming in
from the crowd.
"Damm, she is one hot chick."
"I have never seen that at the Brass Ass."
"I bet she could have taken those fingers in her ass too!" You
hear Greg say as you slowly situp on your knees. Looking at the
small crowd around you, you smile until you see Chelsie's face.
Lowering your eyes to her you wait to hear her comments...
****** To be continued... *****
************ End of Part 2 **************
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John Bruggeman Xavier University
Help Desk Tech. Cincinnati, OH 45207
[email protected] (513) 745-4842
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