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Subject: {ASSM} The Mall - Chap 4 of 5
Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2001 21:10:08 -0500
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Warning: It is illegal for you to read this story if you are under 18
years old.  If your under age 18 or it's illegal in your area to read adult 
material which includes bondage, sex, group sex, discipline or if you find 
this kind of material offensive - DON'T READ THIS STORY

This is my first attempt at writing for the public.  I'm really a full time 
submissive to a wonderful Master.  He has given me permission to write about 
my experiences and fantasies.  You would probably be surprised at how little 
fantasy this story contains.  Please let me know what you think.  Should my 
Master let me continue to write?  Reply to subLinda@hotmail.com

This material may be freely distributed and used by anyone of proper age and 
consent. Under no circumstance is it to used commercially or posted on web 
sites which charge any type of fee.

Thank you and I hope you like this.

SubLinda


The Mall

Chapter 4 - The Men's Bathroom

Upon exiting the restaurant, I see the four teenage boys that have been 
following us all day.  I really have to give them credit for being 
persistence.  Its now mid afternoon and the mall is getting very busy.  We 
have become part of this mass of moving people but I still draw plenty of 
attention.  The dress fits so tightly around my torso, that it has finally 
stopped slipping down.  However my proudly swaying bouncing tits are well 
displayed, with most of my nipples showing.  We spend another couple of 
hours shopping during which Master notices I am very careful about looking 
at items on lower shelves.  Master is very quick to correct or exploit any 
perceived weakness in my conduct.  We are looking through a large bookstore 
when Master requests that I get him a book located on the bottom shelf down 
the isle from us.  The store is very crowded with people all around us, I 
slowly move down the isle.  Knowing I have no choice but to bend over and 
retrieve the book Master has pointed out.  I quickly bend; grab the book and 
stand, hoping to minimize the expose.  However, it only takes an instant to 
realize my tight dress has slipped up exposing a little more of my ass.  I 
quickly walk back towards my Master knowing the bottom of my ass cheeks are 
exposed.

I spend the next 5 minutes retrieving and putting back books all over the 
store.  Numerous people witness my exposure and humiliation.  While my dress 
rides up a little more every time I bend over, my tits also keep popping 
out.  The isle we are in has gotten very crowded with male customers.  I 
have gotten looks, comments, and one man even grabbed a quick feel.  The 
more I hesitate and slow down the longer Master waits before allowing me to 
cover myself.   I soon realize that Master will continue having me do this 
until he is satisfied with my conduct.  So after retrieving yet another 
book, with by ass more exposed than covered and one tit almost fully exposed 
I walk up to Master and put my arms around his neck.  Fully aware this will 
cause my dress to ride up even higher, I ask him; "How have I displeased you 
and what is required of me to correct it?"  I have found that were Master 
never gives in to my wishes, he does respond when I honestly want to correct 
myself.  Master replies; "You have been avoiding anything that requires you 
to bend over, you also spend to much time trying to see who may be watching 
you.  You have no need to worry about whom may see you or what they may 
think of you, I am the only one you must please.  You really have no need to 
be shy or embarrassed anymore, everyone in the mall has seen everything you 
have to offer. Lose this false sense of modesty immediately. This is your 
last warning, once more and we leave."   I am a bit flustered by his 
remarks, because I know if we leave I will pay dearly for failing.  Even 
though he doesn't appear to be angry; I realize he is very unhappy with my 
performance.  He is right, every part of me has been on display, I have been 
made to expose myself over and over again.  There is no point is worrying 
anymore, I will try harder to please my Master.

Suddenly from behind me I hear; "Young lady pull your dress down, your 
bottom is showing."  I pull by arms from around Master's neck and turn to 
face the lady and show her that not only is my bottom showing but my pussy 
and most of my tits are not covered either.  It only takes her a second to 
respond.  "You really have no modestly, do you think people like seeing 
that? You should be thrown out of this store."  As she turns and walks away, 
I can see a few men that apparently really like seeing that.  I hear Master 
say; "Very good slave, you may pull your dress down now and cover your 
breasts." As we leave the store, I no longer try to see who may be watching 
me, Master was right; most of them saw plenty of me during my visit.

We continue our shopping; I have no more problems bending down to get items 
from lower shelves.  I actually begin to enjoy the constant male attention 
and find a few not so interesting things down low to look at.  I even fight 
the urge to spot people who may be watching me, but again it appears I enjoy 
the humiliation of knowing others are witness to my public exposure.  
Master's hands are full of bags and packages; he says it's time for another 
trip to the car.  As we start heading back through the mall towards the 
exit, Master requests that I enter a pharmacy and purchase a box of 12 
rubbers.  I know they aren't for him, but know better than to ask.  Upon 
exiting the pharmacy, I see Master speaking to the four teenage boys who 
have followed us all day.

Soon the four boys move off through the mall.  Master takes my arm and 
begins leading me after them.  I want so desperately to know what he has 
planned, but he apparently doesn't see the need to tell me.  We follow the 
boys into a hallway marked restrooms and Master notices a row of lockers for 
packages.  He quickly opens one and deposits all our bags in it, leaving me 
holding the small bag with the box of rubbers.  Master then leads me down 
the hall and right into the men's bathroom.  There are three other men plus 
the four boys in the bathroom.  I am taken into the end stall a large 
handicapped area.  Master orders me to remove my dress.  My hands are 
shaking and my legs are weak, I reach towards Master, but he says; "Slave, 
remove your dress and hand it to me. Do not hesitate again.  You will also 
remain quiet until given permission to speak."  He has stopped any further 
resistance, so I remove the dress and hand it to him.  Master then tells me; 
"These boys have faithfully followed you all day, it's time you reward them. 
  When I bring them in here you will place a rubber on each of them and then 
sexually please each of them in anyway they request. I will be right here to 
watch and insure you perform in an exceptional manner."

Master had given me to other men twice and even another women once.  Though 
I knew they probably told him what happened, he had never watched.  I had 
also never done anything like this in a public place.  I had spent the day 
exposing myself in every manner to hundreds of people in a busy mall, but 
the thought of now having sex with 4 teenage boys in a public bathroom was 
horrifying.  Exposed in the restaurant earlier I couldn't imagine any thing 
more humiliating, but once again Master has found a way to keep me off 
balance.

Master gives me a hug and tells me; "If one of them wants to use your rear 
entrance, you will remove your butt plug."  He also unhooks my earrings from 
the necklace.  I realize these would have restricted my movements while 
servicing these young men. He then turns and opens the stall door, letting 
the four teenage boys in.  Master explains that I will put a rubber on each 
of them and then they may use me in any manner they wish.  He warns that 
they must be somewhat quiet and he will be watching them at all times.

Not a single one of them hesitates; they quickly drop their pants, pull down 
their underwear and stand facing me.  Each of them sports a very erect cock. 
  I open the box and remove the first rubber.  I pop the rubber in my mouth 
and squatted in front of the first boy.  I have been well trained in the art 
of giving blowjobs and know that Master insists that I squat with legs 
spread rather then getting down on my knees.  I have also spent time 
practicing the correct procedure for putting on a rubber, using my mouth, 
never my hands.  I grasp the hard young cock pointing at me and using my 
lips and tongue I quickly roll the rubber down to the very base.  I move to 
the next young stud and complete the same process.  Shortly I am squatting 
in front of four rubber covered very hard cocks.

Having finished sheathing these young men, I wait for one of them to use me. 
  It appears they aren't sure what to do next or who should go first.  At 
Master's request, I take one by the hand and ask him; "How would you like to 
use me?" He mumbles, "Suck me."  I am still squatting so I immediately suck 
his hard cock into my mouth.  I take one hand and grasp his ball sack, 
slowly and gently kneading his balls.  With my other hand, I reach between 
his legs and stroke and prod just behind his balls.  I have been taught that 
this combination is very pleasing to a male.  I continue to suck his cock in 
and out of my mouth, keeping a steady rhythm and making sure my tongue 
constantly presses against the under side of his cock.  It doesn't take very 
long before I feel his cock begin to swell, I quicken my pace.  Ramming my 
mouth down his cock till my lips touch its base.  My hands continue to 
kneed, press, and rub him in all the right places.  Suddenly his cock jumps 
in my mouth and I know he is coming.  I really regret the necessity of using 
rubbers as his seed is wasted.  Sucking and stroking him with my lips, he 
quickly finishes up.   I slowly pull back, sucking hard on his cock till if 
falls from my mouth.  I look up and say; "Thank you for using my oral fuck 
hole to please you."  Master insists I thank others for using me.

The next boy doesn't even hesitate, he tells me to lie down on my back.  The 
tile floor in not supper clean and very cold but I quickly comply.  In a 
moment the young stud is between my legs and pushing his hard cock at my 
cunt.  I grab his stiff blood engorged penis and guide him to my wet and 
ready fuck hole.  He wastes no time and immediately starts pumping in and 
out of me.  While his technical needs some work, he makes up for it by madly 
slamming his cock in and out of me. As the young man continues to plow my 
fuck hole, I begin squeeze his cock with my pussy muscles.  Master has not 
given me permission to orgasm, he expects me to pleasure these young men, 
not myself.  Being on my back, I turn my head enough to look under the stall 
partitions and see feet enter and exit the bathroom.  If anyone were to bend 
down they would see me lying on my back being fucked by this young stud.  I 
wonder how many of them can hear what is happening in the rear stall.  The 
boys are talking about fucking and using me none to quietly. Even in the 
somewhat noisy restroom there is no way to hide all the sounds as they echo 
off the walls. As I watch it seems more feet are moving towards the back of 
the bathroom. I look over the young mans shoulder to see Master holding the 
stall door open.  The doorway is packed with men watching me being fucked on 
the floor of this public bathroom.

I close my eyes and know that I have lost the last tiny bit of my 
self-respect, Master has shown me that he can and will do anything he wants 
with me.  I know that I want and need to be treated exactly this way.  As 
Master said earlier, "No more false modesty."  The young man between my legs 
is still plowing away with abandon.   I concentrate on gripping his cock 
with my pussy, hoping to get him off quickly.  He has his hands on either 
side of my head and is fucking me even harder and faster then before.  Then 
he moves his hands to my tits, he painfully grabs my nipples and begins 
pulling them in time to his madly bucking torso. As his orgasm starts, he 
puts his weight on his hands and squashes my breasts against my chest.  He 
quickly finishes and stands up.  It takes me a minute to get my breath back, 
then looking up with my legs spread wide and everyone looking at me, I say; 
"Thank you, for using my pussy for your pleasure."

The third boy wants me down on my hands and knees so he can use me doggy 
style.  He pokes at me once or twice before his hard tool finds the right 
spot and easily slides in.  Doggy style is my favorite position, for me it 
is very submissive position.  By lowering my belly slightly and pushing out 
my pubis, I can get just the right friction.  I know this isn't the time to 
do anything that will increase my feelings.  This boy soon has me gasping 
and using all the controls I can to keep from having an orgasm. I think of 
all the men watching as one young man after another uses me, but that only 
turns me on more.  I bite my tongue and cheeks, I think of the harsh 
punishment Master will administer if I cum, but I am fast losing the battle. 
  I guess its lucky he cums very quickly, I was really starting to enjoy the 
feeling.  After he pulls his cock out of my well-used fuckhole, I can still 
feel it pulsating and know that I was seconds away from losing control.  I 
hope the last boy wants to use another hole.  With my ass stuck in the air, 
I look back over my shoulder and thank the young man for using me for his 
pleasure.

I remain on my knees, with my head resting on my arms for the last one to 
decide how he will use me. I am lewdly bared to everyone looking at me; I 
make no attempt to move or cover myself there really is no point.  I hear 
him say; "What is that thing in her ass?"  Master answers;" That is a butt 
plug, but she can quickly remove it if you wish to use her that way."  Quit 
loudly I hear, "No way! That's gross."  The last young man finally gets down 
behind me and buries his cock in my pussy.  This young man has apparently 
had experience as he smoothly and slowly begins to fuck me from behind.  He 
bends over my back, reaches around and begins playing with my nipples.  I 
was very close to an orgasm before and am sure if this continues I won't be 
able to hold it back.  Forgetting his order of silence, I ask; "Master does 
slave have permission to cum?"  He replies from behind me; "Absolutely not! 
You are a fuck toy only good to pleasure others not yourself."  Oh my god 
what am I going to do now.  Master fully expects me to energetically fuck 
this young man and maintain control at the same time.  I feel my tits being 
pulled as the young man forces me to rise up.  I soon find my back arched 
with my hands off the floor, my ass is pushed back against him as he 
continues to squeeze and pinch my very sensitive nipples.    He is now 
getting maximum penetration and I am getting maximum friction in exactly the 
right place.

I am trying everything to take my mind off my quickly arriving orgasm.  I 
simply can no longer use my pussy muscles to stroke the hard cock moving in 
and out of my engorged love hole, it would intensify my feeling way to much. 
  I throw my head back and begin moaning, not from pleasure, but from the 
intense strain of holding back my orgasm.  I feel the source of my agonizing 
pleasure speed up thrusting harder and faster as the young man nears his 
orgasm.  Over my moans, you can hear the slapping of our bodies coming 
together as they echo off the tiled walls.  Finally the young man's seed is 
pumped into the rubber as he climaxes.  He releases my tits and I fall 
forward, every muscle in my body is straining to hold back the feeling that 
wants to wash over me.  Between gasps, I am barely able to say; "Thank you, 
I hope using this slut has pleased you."

I remain on the floor; head resting on my arms, legs spread wide and ass 
sticking up.  Even if Master ordered me to rise, it would be extremely hard 
at this moment.  I hear Master talking, but really don't comprehend what he 
is saying.  As I slowly try to get control of my feelings, I feel someone 
grasp my hips and ram his cock deep into my waiting pussy.  Looking over my 
shoulder I see not one of the boys, but another stranger fucking me from 
behind.  Another man is moving around me with his rubber encased prick 
bouncing in front of him.  He says, "I want this whore to suck my dick."  He 
sits on the toilet, grabs my hair and pulls me to him.  I now have a cock 
buried in my mouth and another in my pussy.  We soon reach a rhythm the 
thrust from behind driving my mouth down over the cock in front.  I am 
concentrating with all my might to stop the orgasm that wants to wash over 
me.  I am losing the ability to concentrate though as the two men use me for 
their pleasure.  I hear the one behind me grunting as his strokes intensify, 
he give one final very hard thrust and remains still.  The man in front 
grabs me by the head and starts pulling my head back and forth on this 
engorged fuck tool.  He is really burying himself deep in my throat and I 
realize my training is all that keeps me from choking.

The man behind me pulls out, and I feel the butt plug being pulled out of my 
rear passage.  Another hard cock quickly replaces it.  As I feel this new 
intruder bury himself deep in my rear fuck hole, all I can think of is at 
least the stimulation of my pussy has stopped.  The man with his dick in my 
mouth is really enjoying himself.  I hear him saying; "That's right whore 
suck that cock.  I am going to fuck your mouth until you cum."  He doesn't 
have a clue, most women don't cum when giving a blowjob and beside I don't 
have permission.  The loud mouth finally fills his rubber with cum and he 
releases my head.  As he stands up, I realize with my mouth full of his 
cock, I hadn't thanked the one man for using me.  It strikes me as funny 
that with multiple men fucking me in a public place, I should worry about 
being polite.  But I say; "Thank you sir! For pleasuring yourself with my 
mouth and the other Gentleman for using my pussy."

The stranger using my rear entrance has me by the hips and is pulling me 
back against him.  Though not as intense I still feel the stirring of that 
orgasm.  Another man is sitting in front of me, I suck him down my throat 
and once again am servicing two men.  My rear lover doesn't take long to 
finish up and with a plop he pulls out of my rear fuck hole.  I once again 
am unable to thank him and wait for the next hard cock to trust against one 
of my openings.   It all becomes a blur, as it seems every man in the mall 
has his turn with me.  I no longer count or care how many thrust themselves 
into my every opening.  I concentrate on not having an orgasm and eventually 
I find no one is using me any more.  I hear Master say; "Alright Gentlemen, 
though my slave really likes to fuck and suck, I believe we need to get 
going."  I once again hear men talking and laughing; some of their comments 
and jokes should embarrass me.  But how can words embarrass someone who has 
just done what I have.   I feel Master take my arm and help me up, he turns 
me around to face the stall door and says; "Look at your admirers."  As I 
slowly look up, I find the stall and doorway is packed with men there must 
me twenty of them all leering at my nakedness.  As I look into my Master's 
eyes, I spread my legs to shoulder width and calmly wait for his 
instructions.  He hands me my dress and says; "You have performed well for 
these men. Thank them and then you may re-insert your butt plug and put your 
dress on."  I say; "Thank you for allowing Master's slut to pleasure you."  
I look down and see the butt plug lying on the floor, squatting I pick it up 
and push it back in my rear passage.  I stand pull the dress over my head 
and once again wait for Master's command.

Master takes my hand, as he leads me through the crowd of men they part, but 
many of them grab a last feel.  As they squeeze my tits, and rub or slap my 
ass, I hear one comment; "She is really beautiful, why in the hell did she 
let this happen to her?"  I didn't let this happen, but it wasn't entirely 
because Master made me either. I realize I want, need and enjoy this 
treatment.

End Chap 4
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