Ahhh, fuck. She pleaded once more with her body, “Don’t respond, please don’t respond,” but a moan escaped her lips.
As soon as it did, she could almost feel Deandra’s grin before seeing it.
“Oh, look at you enjoying my stretching your little pussy. That twat is tighter than I expected in light of your… lifestyle.”
Kim let the diss hang in the air, swallowing the humiliation.
“Come on, say it… say ‘thank you for stretching my pussy.'”
The fingers burrowed inside her hole with renewed enthusiasm, and despite her wanting to hide her emotions, Kim felt her back arching as she grabbed onto the metal rack to help steady herself. She glanced to the side to ensure that no one was getting too near and bit her lip, trying to contain herself.
Kim had trouble enunciating properly by now; her sentences were staggered between huffs of pleasure. Her nipples were so hard; they almost hurt, begging for additional massages.
“Thank… thank you for stretching my pussy, ma’am,” she could feel the humiliation of saying it and, more importantly, of feeling it.
“You’re soaked! What a whore.”
God dammit, she was.
“Uuugh…” was the only thing that came out of her mouth as she felt Deandra’s fingers push further inside her. She was hyperventilating; her spread legs were stretching the pair of leggings as much as they could sustain.
Deandra pulled her fingers out once again and brought them up to Kim’s mouth.
“Clean up your mess.”
It didn’t matter that she was inside a store anymore, or that a woman had fingered her to growing ecstasy: she took both fingers in her mouth and wrapped her lips around them, rolling her tongue against them. She stayed hunched down a little so that her mouth would be beneath the racks of clothes.
Once every finger was clean, Deandra exclaimed, “Turn around, I’m sick of looking at your face!” She moved her hand and spun Kim by the waist, who was now facing the rest of the store, her cheeks flushed with desire.
Deandra shoved her thumb back inside Kim’s pussy as she moaned in response.
“Say it, you bitch. Say you like my fingers in your cunt.”
Kim didn’t hesitate, “Oh god… I like your fingers in my cunt, ma’am…”
“There’s a good slut. Mm… You like it when I make you mine like this… You’re going to be a good slave… ” Deandra said, and as she heard Kim moan, she added, “As a matter of fact, you’re going to be a great slave.”
She started rubbing Kim’s clit with her fingers, while her thumb was still digging deep inside her.
“Oh fuck,” Kim exhaled, pushing her ass out toward Deandra.
“Since you were of use to my husband, you’re going to be of use to me as well.”
Kim’s knees felt weak; she had never been handled quite like this. She clung to the clothing rack with one hand and used the other to squeeze her breasts.
“I’ll be at your place when your husband’s not around so you can satisfy my kinks. I’ll be riding your face and rubbing my cunt on it. Have you eaten pussy before?”
“Nnno… No, ma’am.”
“Sluts like you are great at it.” She started moving her thumb faster as her long fingers stroked her clit at the same time.
“You’ll be a good slave, won’t you?”
“Oh, ma’am… Shit…”
“What’s the matter? Turned on and ready to cum, are ya? Grab those nips and pinch them if that helps.”
Kim’s hand immediately went to one of her breasts and she squeezed her nipple, tugging on it as a way to increase the pain and delay what felt like the inevitable.
“Oh, ma’am, I’m going to cum,” Kim was pulling hard on her nipple by now.
“You better not. Answer the goddamned question first! Are you going to be my slave, bitch?”
“Hhhgggnnn… oh yes, ma’am, I’ll be your slave, just please let me cum.”
Deandra snickered and told Kim she was a good slut. She then pushed her finger deeper inside her new pet, feeling almost drunk with power.
“Keep pulling on your tits, you whore. You love that, don’t you?”
“Oh please, ma’am… I do, I do…” she breathed out, trying to muffle her increasingly louder moan but the possible humiliation of someone seeing her in this position only increased her lust.
“Do you want to cum before your husband shows up again, or should we wait for him to find you like this?”
“Oh shit… oh shit… ma’am, can I cum, please? Can I cum?”
“Go ahead. Show me what a whore you are.”
Kim exploded against Deandra’s hand. The combination of shame, exhibitionism and pure lust being too much to hold any longer. She pulled on her nipple while clenching her jaw to remain as silent as possible.
Deandra finally removed her fingers from Kim’s pussy, leaving her to drop on her knees immediately as she tried to catch her breath. She was too shaken to pull her pants up or hide in any way. She just heaved, waiting doggy style for the wave of pleasure to dissipate. After a moment, she felt fingers run through her slit again. This time, a softer voice came out, “Good girl… good little slut.”
She cooed, pleased with the remark and happy to have made Deandra proud for some odd reason.
“Now turn around.”
Kim stayed on her knees and started turning clockwise until she finally faced her tormentor. Deandra pulled up her skirt and moved her panties to the side, revealing full lips and a prominent clit with a patch of hair above.
“Now kiss it and show me what you’ll do when I come to get serviced at your house.”
Kim eagerly crawled towards Deandra, her lips hovering against the wet and glistening slit. She could feel the heat radiating from Deandra’s body, and the musky scent of her arousal filled her nostrils. She took a deep breath, then dove in, her tongue lapping at the clit in front of her.
Deandra let out a moan of pleasure, tangling her fingers in Kim’s hair and pushing her face deeper into her pussy.
“That’s it, slut. Eat my cunt like a good little whore.”
Being serviced in a public place was turning her on more than expected and her salacious language further enticed her.
Kim continued to lick and suck dutifully, her own arousal building once again as she tasted Deandra’s sweet juices. She moved her hands up to grab onto Deandra’s hips, holding her steady as she worked her tongue over every inch of her pussy.
This was the first time Kim had ever been with a woman and yet, it felt natural. She’d immediately enjoyed the texture against her tongue and the act of servicing on her knees.
Deandra’s moans grew louder and more urgent, and Kim knew she was getting her close. She sucked harder, flicking her tongue back and forth over Deandra’s clit until she finally heard a grunt of ecstasy, the body she held onto convulsing with pleasure.
As Deandra came down from her orgasm, Kim was still lapping up her juices, looking at her with big doe eyes, silently hoping to receive praise.
“You can stop licking now, slut. I’ll be by your place soon enough.”
She lifted her leg and placed her foot on Kim’s shoulder, resting her weight on it and offering a final clear view of her glistening pussy. “Are we clear?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Kim immediately replied.
“Good. Run along before your husband finds you like this.”
Kim got up, not knowing if she should thank Deandra, but her new Mistress had already turned around, leaving her to shuffle quickly back to the exit.
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The security guard grunted as ropes of cum landed on his keyboard. He knew he would have to clean that up, but it had been worth it. Goddamn, it had.
His pants were down to his ankles, and he had positioned three cameras to capture the astonishing scene happening in the back of the women’s section.
He had seen couples come out of changing rooms and witnessed guys feel up their girlfriends, but this was reaching new heights.
The security guard didn’t bother moving the cameras to follow the woman who had been grinding her lips on the other woman’s pussy for the last five minutes. The show had been sufficient, and he was spent.
With a chuckle, he saved the video, looking forward to his next day at work so he could view it again.
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