Rachael's Awakening Ch. 04

I hope you all enjoy this next chapter. It has been a sheer joy to write.

Rodger and Rachael walked out of Fredrick’s and headed west toward their next stop, which was Victoria’s Secret. As their time was limited, as a result of Rachael’s first time service of Rodger’s needs… Rodger kept a quick pace that Rachael was struggling to keep up with. Finally, she just stopped walking… which was almost a sprint… in a vain attempt to keep up.

“Sir? Sir! Please. Can we slow down just a bit and get some water? My throat is very dry from walking so fast.” Rachael stopped and leaned against the railing along the side of the walkway and tried to catch her breath.

Rodger turned around when he realized that Rachael was no longer at his side, and saw her leaning against the railing. He hastened back to her as a frown began to etch its place between his thick brows.

“What do you mean by not asking me to walk slower Pet?” Rodger had brought his head close to Rachael’s as he spoke.

“I did Sir, but you did not hear me.”

Rachael found that she had bristled slightly at Rodger’s tone as she turned her head to face him as she also spoke in low tones. There were couples with small children standing close to them on either side, and it would not do to be overheard.

“I didn’t mean to rush you Rachael. Are you all right? Would you like some ice water? Never mind child, don’t answer. I’ll be right back Pet. Wait here.”

Rachael only nodded as Sir went over to the nearest juice bar, just a few steps away, and came back with a medium cup of ice water. She saw the amount of ice in the cup and tried to hide the shiver that ran up her spine as she thanked Sir and then drank deeply of the cold water.

The shiver she tried to hide was from the memory of last night… when Sir had removed the plug she was wearing and had placed some of ice cubes inside her dark place in order to speed its re-constriction and return to normal size. Another shiver ran through her as she remembered how the cubes had felt and the cold temp of the water as they melted.

She instinctively clenched the cheeks of her bare ass together under cover of her skirt as that feeling came back to her and as she heard Sir’s low soft chuckle, thus convincing her that he had remembered it also.

“Feeling better now Pet? Shall we continue on? We still have a lot of shopping to do here, and there is one more place at which we will be stopping before we reach the house again.” Rodger grinned widely, almost wickedly one might say, as he thought of the evening he was planning.

At her nod, Rodger took the cup of ice from her hand and then gently took hold of Rachael’s elbow and the couple leisurely strolled the few remaining feet to the well-known ladies intimate apparel store.

A young sales woman, about Rachael’s age, approached the couple and correctly assumed that Rodger was the one to whom she should speak first. She asked how she could be of assistance, or did Sir have specific needs. Rachael, feeling a bit put off by this chit’s attitude of dismissal, cleared her throat as she prepared to speak.

“Excuse me, Miss…?”

That was as far as Rachael got before Rodger grabbed her arm, just above the right elbow and ushered her into the nearest dressing room. His fury was marked on his face, and barely contained in the low words he spoke.

“Do not ever interrupt me like that again! Do you hear me? You are never to just speak out unless you are spoken to directly… by anyone. I see I should have started with the most basic of basics. I was hoping I could have passed them by. Apparently I was wrong.

“You will wait here while I do the shopping. When I return, you will model everything for me and have nothing to say about my choices for you. Now, turn around and present your backside to me.”

Rodger’s back was ramrod straight as he stood and watched as Rachael turned around, presenting her backside to him. As she stood before him, he turned the dressing room chair around. Then, bending his head slightly, he spoke in a low ominous tone against her ear.

“Assume the position Pet. And put your ass high in the air. Make no noise or utterance of any kind… for if you do, I will take off my belt and your bare ass will feel it.”

He stood up and then slipped his hand into the pocket on the right side of his jacket and withdrew the plastic baggy he’d put in there earlier in the day. He reached in and pulled the tube of lube out and uncapped it.

“Spread your cheeks open Pet, and pull them wide until I tell you to let go. The lube is cold… so do not clench until I say you can.”

Rachael only nodded, fearing to so much as answer with a soft ‘yes sir’. She felt hot tears falling, but she could do nothing but let them fall onto the chair seat. She felt the cold lube coat around the base of the butt plug and begin to trickle inside so it could aid in the plug’s easy removal.

She felt Sir tug on the base, and she instinctively clenched the muscles in her ass cheeks. Rodger brought his hand down swiftly against one cheek and she felt the heat radiate from the smack. She felt more cold liquid as it seeped into her stretched and aching anus and then she felt the plug being slowly… agonizingly slowly… removed.

First it was pulled out just a bit then she felt Sir push it back into her. She then felt the bulbous end moving in and out of her anus… letting it close slightly and then being re-stretched as it opened as he pulled back on the base. Rodger pulled and pushed the plug in and out a few more times before he decided it was time to completely remove it.

Rodger pulled on the base of the plug and watched as the bulbous part began to slip out of Pet’s ass again. He had looked at his watch when they entered the dressing room and realized that she had been wearing it for almost two hours. It was time to remove it and he thought of a way not only to remove it in the time frame he had allotted for her to get used to wearing it… but also as a way to discourage any more unseemly outbursts as the one that had happened out front.

He poured more lube around the rim of Rachael’s stretched anus and waited just a minute or two while it slid inside in order to ease the removal of the rest of the plug. He placed his left palm against her left cheek and pulled the plug the rest of the way out. He then wrapped it and quickly placed it, and the tube of lube into the baggy and put it back in his pocket; then he reached for the cup of ice he had brought in with them.

“Be still Pet,” is all he said.

He dropped a few of the cubes into Rachael’s anus and then reached into the front pocket on the left side of his jacket and withdrew two foil-wrapped wet naps. He opened one and slowly wiped away the excess lube then wadded it up and placed it back in the foil package.

Patting her right ass cheek, Rodger then told her she could let go now and that she was to stand up, turn and face him. Letting go of her ass cheeks, she quickly stood and turned to face him, just as she had been told.

Rodger bent and placed a kiss on Rachael’s face, put the other foil-wrapped wet nap in her hand, and then moved back until he once again stood at his 6 foot 4 inch height. His face showed his pleasure with Rachael and how well she had done.

“You did very well Pet, very well indeed. Now, while the ice helps to constrict that which has been stretched by the anal plug, you will need the wet nap in your hand to wipe the water with. As further punishment for speaking without my expressed permission, you will get undressed and wait for me to return with the things I select for you to try on.”

With those words, Rodger turned and went out of the dressing room, closing the door behind him. He stood by the door for a few seconds to see how soon Rachael would do as told and start to get undressed. When he didn’t hear any movement, he opened the door and stuck his head back in.

“Get undressed girl… now! And do be quick about it. I’ll return shortly and you will model for me the items I select. Now get that blouse off before I step in and rip it off.”

With those words ringing in her ears, Rachael quickly began to unbutton her blouse and then placed it over the back of the chair; then she unzipped and removed her skirt. Turning it inside out, she placed it over the seat of the chair and then sat back down to wait for Sir to return.

‘What am I doing walking through the mall, wearing no panties while a butt plug fills my ass? Have I lost my mind?’ Rachael’s mind raced as she sat there and she felt her face turn hot with embarrassment.

‘I have to admit that while it is not something I would normally do, it is a free feeling! And that doing so at Rodger’s request, does make me feel excited.’

Rachael shook her head to clear the thought and she was amazed to find that she didn’t really mind doing as He requested. In fact, she felt nervous chills coursing through her body as the fact she was so ‘accessible’ to him registered. She also was discovering that she liked knowing He liked to touch her.

A few minutes later there was a knock on the dressing room door and when she did not answer, it opened and the young girl from earlier stepped in, her arms filled with lingerie. Rachael sat there, feeling more than just a little embarrassed, and watched in fascination while the sales girl put the items into neat piles on the bench that was in front of the mirror.

The girl turned and handed her a short terrycloth Brushing Robe. It had been at the bottom of the stack, folded so the man who had selected all these lovely items hadn’t seen it.

Rachael smiled her thanks at the young woman as she stood and slipped into it. Although she was wishing the chit would hurry up and leave, she was stunned at the array of items that were being set out, waiting to be tried on. She tied the sash on the robe, realizing as she did so, she was beginning to feel upset at Rodger for leaving her alone like this for so long.

The sales girl straightened up after she placed the last item on the bench then turned around. She glanced at Rachael, smiled, and then exited the room, closing the door behind her. A few more minutes passed and this time there was a firmer knock on the door.