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Subject: Title story: "Tale at the Mall, A" Author: Bix 47493434
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Tale at the Mall, A
I received the following from my slave a few days ago. She had been very
depressed because of a serious medical condition her mother was undergoing and,
to take her mind off that problem, I had assigned her the task of showing her
pussy to at least one stranger everyday. Because of her depression, she had not
done well in accomplishing her task.
This shows how she 'bent over backwards' to please...
100% unexaggerated truth.
Bix
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Dear MASTER:
I hope this will help to make you understand how much I want to please you and
how I hope that you will allow me to use this adventure to make up for not
complying with your order from Friday afternoon. I want you to know that I love
being your slave, it's just difficult at times for me to always do everything in
every way you expect. I hope you can understand that. I'm sorry if I've
disappointed you.
THE STRANGER AT THE MALL
I was in a fairly good mood, uplifted by the fact that my mom was doing better
today. She seemed in better spirits and was able to speak more concisely and
that made me feel much better.
I wasn't particularly looking forward to the long drive home; I needed to get
gas and I also had noticed that my purse was ready to fall apart. It was about
3:30 p.m. and I decided to stop at the mall right down the street from the
hospital. There was a gas station right in front of it, so I got gas beforehand
and then turned into the mall parking lot. I got out and headed inside quickly,
fighting the wind and the lightly blowing snow. I had worn a skirt today,
because I was determined not to fail at my assignment a second day in a row.
I stepped inside the doors and shivered. I hate winter! I unbuttoned my coat and
took off my gloves as I walked into the mall. It wasn't huge, like I had
imagined it might be. About the size of College Park Mall, with many of the same
stores. I started walking and told myself that I was not going to buy anything
except a purse. Oh, yeah, and some cough drops.
I walked into Perry Drugs first to get the cough drops. I looked around for a
little bit and then picked up a package and headed for the checkout. I paid for
them and opened the package to put one in my mouth before I replaced it in the
bag. I walked a little further down the mall, stopping a few different stores to
look at purses. I wasn't finding anything I liked. I was starting to get
frustrated and glanced at my watch. I needed to get going if I was going to make
it home at a reasonable hour to eat dinner and relax a little.
I checked one last store and, not finding anything, decided I would just leave.
My back was starting to hurt a little. It had been aching all week from driving
so much, and I decided to get something to drink real quick and sit for a minute
before getting back in that car. I stopped and got a lemonade and found a seat
on a bench. I was sitting, watching people go by, when I noticed an attractive
man sit down across from me on the other bench. I had been thinking about how I
was going to accomplish my assignment all day and had pretty much decided to do
it while I was at the video store, but now, a new thought popped into my mind.
I crossed my legs the other way and caught his eye as I did so. I smiled at him
and he smiled back.
I opened my coat and let it fall to the sides of me, exposing my legs
completely. I had worn a garter belt and stockings, hoping that they would make
me feel a little sexier. I looked away down the mall, and I could feel his eyes
on my legs and face. I looked back at him and looked him straight in the eyes.
He kinda looked embarrassed and looked away.
I uncrossed my legs and opened them slightly. I started looking through my purse
as if I were searching for something. As I continued, I opened my legs farther
and farther until he could see the tops of my stockings from the gap, although I
doubt he could see my pussy yet.
Not even sure he was looking at me, I put my purse on my lap and continued to
search through it. The movement of the purse on my lap moved my skirt up my
thighs (with a little help from my hand on the other side, out of his sight) and
soon my garters were easily visible. Luckily, we were in a fairly secluded part
of the mall that was not quite as busy, otherwise, I might have had more
admirers than I bargained for. I put my purse down on the bench beside me and as
I leaned over to do so, I stretched one leg all the way out and spread them even
more. There was no doubt in my mind that he was getting a full view of my pussy,
if he was looking. I lifted my head and glanced over at him, and sure enough, he
was. I turned my head to meet my eyes and stared at him, smiling. He smiled back
and his hand grazed the crotch of his pants. I don't know if he was doing that
for my benefit or if he was simply adjusting or scratching.
I put my purse over my shoulder and stood up. I walked over to him and sat down
next to him. He sort of cleared his throat and smiled at me. "Did you like what
you saw?" I asked him softly.
"Yes, I did," he replied, nervous.
"Would you like to see it closer?"
"Are you serious?" he said, looking at me.
"Yes, I am," I said, looking him straight in the eye. "We could go into the
guy's bathroom and I'll show you. In fact, I might even give you hand job, too."
"No shit?" he said. "Don't bullshit me."
"I'm not kidding, but I don't have much time. I need to get going soon. Where's
the bathrooms?"
"Down there. Just follow me," he said, getting up.
"Ok." I got up and started to follow him. I knew I couldn't really go through
with the handjob part, and wasn't real sure if I wanted to try to show my pussy
again, alone. I wasn't really sure why I even mentioned it. Now, it didn't sound
like such a great idea. I had to figure out how to get out of this without
pissing him off and having him beat the shit out of me.
I followed him about ten steps behind. When I saw him turn the corner down the
hallway to the bathrooms. I stopped him. "Hey, why don't you go in first, it's
going to look really weird for us to go in together especially if there's other
guys in there," I said. That was logical.
"You're right. I check and let you know when it's clear."
"Ok, I'm going to go throw this cup away and I'll be right back," I said. I
don't know why he didn't think that I could throw it away in the bathroom, but
he must have been so excited that he didn't question me.
"Ok, hurry up."
"You just get ready," I said and smiled as sexy as I could.
He went into the bathroom and I turned and walked quickly down the hallway. I
found a trash can, threw the cup away and raced down the mall, ducking in and
out of several stores in case he was following me. I finally reached the exit
and ran to my car, almost falling and breaking my leg on the slippery, new snow.
I jumped in and started the engine and quickly pulled out onto the highway. I
was breathing so hard I could hardly stand it. I was scared shitless. That was
the stupidest, most brazen thing I'd ever done and I couldn't believe I even
thought of it, much less actually suggested and almost did it! I don't think I
could've actually gone through with it no matter what. Being two feet from
someone is a heck of a lot different than talking dirty to them over the phone.
That's just too dangerous for me. I'll stick to flashing from afar and making
obscene calls.
I know you would have rather me actually done what I suggested, but I just
couldn't. Even so, I did accomplish my assignment and actually a little more.
So, I hope this sort of makes up for yesterday. If not, I'm sorry, I did the
best I could. your slave
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