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E073: A shopping trip together
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E073: A shopping trip together fter the fireworks end, Donald and Emma return to the beach house and finish the bottle of wine they had taken to enjoy while watching the rockets' red blaze. Due to the nice ocean breeze, the fresh air wafting through the open windows, and just all the sun and fun from the day, they both fall asleep rather quickly. To back up for a moment: While Emma calls him ‘Donald’ now, and they seem to be playing on level ground, though it hasn’t been mentioned since its completion, Emma’s pearl necklace is still a central part of their lives together. She was upset two days after it was completed when Donald took it off her. She whimpered a little and in tears asked, “Why?” Donald explained she would soon have it back; he just needed to get it restrung and knotted so it would be secure for her always. Through her tears, Emma nodded her acceptance. It was only a couple of days when one afternoon Donald brought it , newly strung, just a tad bit longer due to the knots, and placed it on her. The glow running through her as he did was overwhelming. The necklace now lay more in the nape of her neck, with the misshaped heart loop just hitting her collarbone. That evening he placed her leash on her, and they spent the evening with her being his special pet again. She found she did rather enjoy, occasionally, being this for him, especially when she got to lick and lap at his cock as she sat at his feet. Now, in the morning, a few times during the day, and as they lay starting to fall asleep, Donald will pull on the loop, just a little. This sends an electrical rush through Emma each time, and she just murmurs, “Yes, sir” to him to let him know. Yes, he is still her dominant master, and she, his submissive slave. He might be treating her equally a lot now, but she still knows her place with him. The next morning, as they wake and have their now-usual morning about what the day will hold, Donald again tugs at her loop and Emma replies, “Good morning, sir. What do you wish to do today?” Donald smiles fondly at her; to know she can so easily assume this role when required is enthralling to him. He hugs Emma to him and says, “Let’s go exploring this morning and see what we come across. Now to the shower so we can get going soon.” He swats her ass affectionately to get them started on the day. Soon they're dressed, Emma in a simple sleeveless shift, he in shorts and a polo shirt. Both are nice and golden tan now. Due to this, he keeps Emma’s makeup minimal to show off her natural beauty, which is coming to the surface so much now. Donald does love showing her off to the world, with it firmly known she is his unless he wants to share her a little in special ways, like with Sasha. While he tells Emma that they are going ‘exploring’ today, he knows where exactly they are going. His fetish for liking to clothes and lingerie for women is still strong in him, but since he created such a large wardrobe for Emma when they started, this will be the first opportunity to add to it. Today, they are going to do it in person, not online. Donald starts to harden as he thinks about what he has planned: Emma trying on bras, and dresses, and all sorts of things as he watches and helps her put them on. Him, picking which ones for her to try on for him. It is going to be a lust-filled morning, perhaps extending into the afternoon for him. He hasn’t told Emma about this little kink of his, but she probably does suspect some, considering the extent of what he presented to her early on. He hopes she will find enjoyment in today too. So, they drive down the coast about twenty miles to another seaside town. Along the way, they do admire the views of the ocean and the lovely areas and towns along the way. It is all picturesque. Donald has done his research on the area when choosing it for their vacation. In the town to which he is heading is an exclusive, rather expensive, women’s clothing store. While Emma, from time to time, cries out about “oh that.” While he knows she wants to stop and explore more, he continues to his pre-decided destination. When they pull in near the store in the town Emma is a little confused about why they are stopping here of all places. Donald helps her from the car, and as he likes, with his hand on her ass, directs her to the store. Now Emma has never been big on shopping, due to the drab things she always wore in her ‘old life,’ but right now, seeing the lovely outfits in the window she does feel twitches through her body imagining wearing any of them. So she follows Donald’s lead willingly. Donald turns toward the lingerie section first. He wants to do this fashion-show buying completely with Emma today. They walk around the section looking at different bras, panties, garters, teddies, and camisoles – so much silk and lace surround them. Donald is in heaven, and Emma, admiring them all too, is just a cloud . Donald inspects several items carefully; he wants the best quality and the perfect fabric and cut. Emma watches as he chooses. From time to time he will lift an item to hold it against Emma to imagine how it will on her or to see if the color complements her coloring. There are so many colors, shades and hues for him to choose from. Emma from time to time will pick up an item which looks interesting to her, but Donald usually tells her the flaws in the style or manufacturing. Each time after he does, he pulls gently on her loop, and she falls silent, quickly learning that her role today is to be the good subservient, doing as she is told. After Donald has set aside several items, all the perfect size as he does know Emma’s dimensions so well, he picks a pretty shelf bra and skimpy panty set which do appear a little small for her. He asks the saleswoman hovering around to please place this set aside to be bought when they are done. Emma looks quizzically him when he does this, but now in her role for the day does not dare to ask. Donald sees her and explains, “I thought it would be nice to get Sasha a little something from our vacation. Don’t you think she will like that set? I feel bad we had to leave before play Friday, and we will be missing this week too. So, a little something to make up for it from us both.” Emma grins widely and nods her head in agreement with him. Sasha will love the set; the color and style are perfect for her, and Emma will love seeing her in them. Donald does know how to select the perfect items for women to wear. Finally, with several bras and a few garters, teddies and camisoles - the panties will stay on the counter as they can’t really be tried on – Donald asks the saleswoman to show them to a dressing room. The saleswoman hesitates at the request that Donald accompany Emma into the room, and Donald, seeing her hesitation says, “It is important for me to see which will the best on her, and to help her try them on – if you don’t mind.” The saleswoman twitters a bit but shows them to a dressing room with a large three-sided mirror in the corner, a bench, and a chair, and a little platform in front of the mirrors to stand on to see yourself better. She places the items on one side of the bench and asks if they need anything else. “Give us about a half an hour and then check back, please,” Donald tells her, dismissing her as he locks the dressing room door. Donald turns to a giggling Emma grinning at his reply. Donald goes over by the bench and tells Emma to come to him. She is now completely in the role of his love slave and feels herself dripping – it is a good thing they are not trying on any of the panties or they would have to them all for the stains she would leave on them. Holding Emma close to him, he reaches behind her and unzips her dress. This simple act when done to her sends an electric wave through her, followed by more dripping between her legs. Donald slowly lets it drop down her shoulders and fall to the ground. Emma, a good slave that she is, quickly steps of it and picks it up to hang it on one of the available hooks. Then she turns back to her master. Donald pulls her close and kisses her deeply with great passion. This is starting so nicely. Emma can feel him harden against her. He again reaches behind her, and after rubbing her shoulders, down her back some, he unclips her bra and brings it forward to take off her. Again she takes it from him and hangs it before returning to stand in front of him. Instinctively, now in this role, she raises her arms and places her hands behind her neck, feet apart the correct width. Donald sighs deeply at what she is doing for him. He lifts his hands and cups each of her breasts and fondles them, teasing the nipples a little. He removes one hand and runs his fingers over her slit from outside her panties. “Oh my, someone is a little wet,” Donald tells her. Emma blushes as he lowers his head and takes one nipple into his mouth to suck until it is hard and large. Then the same treatment to the other. Emma is moaning with pleasure. He tells her just to be cocky, “That’s so that we can see how well the bras will on you. Now, up on the platform as you are now but turn slowly around and around for to admire you.” Emma does as Donald tells her immediately as he pulls the chair into the best position and sits on it. Emma turns a few times for him, Donald enjoying the show of her tits and ass. Especially with the three-way mirror allowing all sides of her to be shown off at once. He leans and picks up one of the bras and comes and stands in front of her. Emma lifts her arms to allow Donald to drop the bra down on her. He takes his time cupping each of her breasts to settle them in the bra, before reaching around her and hooking it on her. She leans into his chest as he does, just smelling his scent and wanting him so. Donald is getting harder and harder now with this game, and he does give off this somewhat primal, lustful scent when he reaches this point. Just as Emma’s scent her perfume, which he has especially picked for her adds to the aroma. Many people do not pick up on the change in the fragrance individuals give off when aroused, but Donald and Emma are coming to know each other’s and know where things will lead from that. The bra hooked, Donald does fuss over Emma to get her breasts perfectly situated in it. In the end, he shakes his head and takes it off her, only to try again with the next. He is looking for perfection in both the quality and fit of the bras. The ones he bought online for her do fit well, but from now on, everything bought for her to wear must be flawless for his pet. They go on with this for several minutes, going through about bras. Donald carefully puts them on Emma, then lifts and squeezes her breasts to position them perfectly and often takes a moment to pinch her tits to keep them attention. He sighs, but for a few, he steps back, off the stand and has her turn around as he watches with a smile on his . Those go to a special pile. By the time they get to the fifteenth and final bra, Donald is poking of his shorts; he is so hard. Never could he imagine he would be in the position that he is actually shopping with a woman, in a dressing room choosing the perfect things for her. And to start with the lingerie is perhaps a mistake, but a worthwhile mistake. Emma can see his dilemma now. His is so red, he is breathing heavy, but he has such a glow of happiness on his . “Donald, sir, sit in the chair, please,” she tells him. He does as she asks, and she comes, with the last bra in perfect place, and kneels between his legs. She undoes his shorts and pulls them down to his knees and leans in and takes his glans in her mouth. The deep sigh of so-needed release escapes Donald’s lips. He puts his hand over his mouth as he realizes if anyone is outside the room, they could hear. Sitting like this Emma sucks and sucks him, taking more and more of him in her mouth. He looks up and sees Emma’s ass wiggling in the three-sided mirror; he can almost see her sucking his cock too. Oh, this is even further than any shopping fantasy he's had has ever taken him. He is quickly reaching the point of cumming. And then there is a knock the door: the saleswoman, the half-hour-later check on them. She asks if they need anything else. Knowing at this moment Donald would not be able to reply, Emma lifts her head from him and says, “We have a couple more to try, and then there are three we would like to see in a little larger size. If you could come back in say, five minutes?” The saleswoman confirms and walks away as Emma’s lips dip back to Donald’s throbbing cock. His hands stroke her hair as she does. All he can think is, how does this woman do this? Emma, who was a lump of clay when she first came to him such a short time ago, now can stop mid-fellatio and sound normal, then go right back at it. Just the thought of her amazing new skills takes him so close to climax. And when Emma presses against his perineum, it is too much; he needs to release such a wad right now. Could Emma handle it? Then the moment takes over, and he does spurt up in her so much, so hard. Emma is gagging a little but takes most of it in. A little drips down her chest and a drop or two fall onto the bra she is trying on. I guess we will have to that one for sure, Donald thinks, as he pants to compose himself. Composed once again, Donald takes the bra off Emma and puts it in the to- pile. He has her stand in her proper position on the stand as he tucks himself back into his pants. And the saleswoman is back, right on time. This time Donald opens the door widely and has her come in. She sees Emma on the stand with only her skimpy panties on, her hand behind her neck. She does a bit of a double take this but keeps her self-control as Donald hands her the bras they will be buying, with the matching panties, he tells her. Then the three which need a larger size, and the ones they are not interested in. Donald tells her he will come with her right now to select some outfits to try on. They both leave, and Emma is left standing in the position in the dressing room. All sorts of thoughts and feelings rush over Emma now. Being on display this way for the saleswoman to see is first. What must she think of me? And with my hands behind my neck is such a subservient position – did she know that or think I am just stretching? And Donald, so nonchalant about it all. As if my standing almost nude like this is normal. Where has he gone, leaving me like this? Is he saying anything to her? Emma is near tears at these thoughts; she knows she is being silly, but to be on display like that in front of a stranger. She wants to step down, put her clothes on and leave this place, but she knows she won’t as Donald would be so displeased. It seems like hours, but less than twenty minutes later, when Donald and the saleswoman return, both carrying a of outfits which they put on the hooks on the wall. The woman turns and really looks Emma standing there and tells Donald, “Yes, I see what you mean about those three bras being a bit too small. She does have very nice breasts, and it is important to fit so they can be shown off at their finest. I will get you a size up in each of them to see if that works.” She winks at Emma as she leaves, making the tears start to flow. Donald, seeing this, takes a handkerchief from his pocket and comes to Emma and dries her eyes. He implores her, “Emma, what is wrong? What has upset you? Do you want to leave? I thought we are having a nice time shopping.” Emma shakes her head, puts her arms around his neck and assures him she is alright; she just got taken in the moment of someone seeing her like this. Donald chuckles and tells her not to be upset, everything is fine, and he is sure the saleswoman enjoyed looking at her gorgeous body. Emma smiles weakly and then looks at all the clothes he has brought in for her to try on. Donald sits on the chair and pulls her on his lap telling her they have all the time in the world to try them on, but now, they will wait for the new bras to try first. Emma hugs and kisses him. She does so like it when he holds her on his lap. She knows she is still in the subservient role for now. But his fondling and pampering her for a few minutes is so nice, letting her know he does appreciate his pet. She whimpers in his ear at the attention he is showing her. Her legs begin to separate, desperate for his touch, but Donald spanks her thighs and tells her to behave, that will be dealt with later. The saleswoman’s knock at the door makes Emma jump back into her proper position on the stand as Donald answers the door. He takes the new bras from her and sets two on the bench. The third, he comes and in the same way as before puts it on Emma and reaches behind her to hook it. He cups each of her breasts to get them to settle properly in it, then stands back to see how it looks. He has her turn around twice to be sure it is properly in place. Emma enjoys the view of herself three-sided as she does. He does the same with the other two. Though the second, he is not pleased with at all. The third fits her the best, and he leaves it on her now as he turns to the dresses hanging on the hooks. There are so many, and he takes his time over each putting it on Emma, straightening, fixing it to hang just right, then has her turn as he sits on the chair to consider if it is a worthy offering. Most, he tosses aside, more or less. He has brought so many to try on to play this out with Emma for a good while. A few, he does really like how she looks in them and sets them in a special pile to purchase. After Emma models most of the dresses, Donald pulls out a very different style dress than he usually has her wear. It is a little longer, to her knees, but it is the rather fully flared- bottom of the dress that is interesting. He never has her wear anything like this. The top is rather low as is the back; the collar of the dress just hides the bra. Rather tight at the waist, but then the full skirt – she could see herself wearing a big slip it to make it flare . As she stands on the platform and turns for Donald, Emma can see it is a nice and flattering dress. But then she finds the real reason for it. Donald sits on the platform and moves back some to be right in the middle of it. He dips his head the skirt. Emma feels her panties being lowered. She lifts her right foot as he slips it off her and then her left. Now the fun begins. First, Donald’s fingers are caressing her thighs and moving toward her cunt. As his fingers pinch and pull her outer labia to make them swell and redden, Emma feels his lips kissing her inner thighs up and down. The feeling of Donald being her full skirt doing this adds to Emma’s excitement. His tongue moves to her slit, being held wide by his fingers. Once he can lick her up and down her slit over and over, his fingers move to her vagina and anus. They are so wet from all that Emma has been dripping; they lubricate his fingers so much that it is easy to enter both holes with a couple of fingers. Concentrating on her clit with his tongue, he moves his fingers in and , all around and pressing farther up in her. She can feel them pressing against the wall separating her two entrances and moans in pleasure, and she works her way to an orgasm. She has to press her hands on Donald’s covered shoulders to keep her balance. The whole experience of him hidden from her her dress, pleasuring her so is overwhelming, and she cries as she cums. When she has, Donald slows his attention and then moves from her dress. “Yes, I think we will get this dress; it does so seem like it will be enjoyable when you wear it,” Donald tells her. Emma smiles him, as he lifts the dress off her. He then takes her panties and wipes all the from her slit and lifts the panties to sniff her erotic scent. He then puts the panties in his pocket. Emma is going to be commando from here on today, it seems. He takes the bra off her, puts her own on back on, lifts her dress on her and smooths it down. He picks up the two bras and about new dresses he likes and has Emma lead the way to the counter to add them to their day’s shopping. The saleswoman is overjoyed when she sees how much they are buying. And when Donald tells her that now they want to see some shoes, she scuttles to take them to that department. Donald looks around, finds three heels that will match the dresses chosen and tells the saleswoman Emma’s shoe size. She is back in a flash with the three pairs. Donald has Emma sit in a chair, he right beside her. The saleswoman is sitting on a small stool between Emma’s legs. She lifts Emma right foot and removes her shoe. Seeing Emma is not wearing stockings, she takes a nylon knee- and after putting it over her toes, slowly pulls it up to her knees. Emma squirms a little feeling this rather nice caressing attention. The same happens with her left foot and calf. Emma turns wide-eyed to Donald for him to know how this is affecting her. He smiles and lifts his hand and spreads his index and middle finger into a “V.” Emma blushes as she understands what he is commanding his subservient to do. Emma spreads her legs apart some, so the saleswoman has a view of her dripping pussy. All the saleswoman can do is give a deep sigh. She slides the first pair of shoes on Emma, fingering the soles of her feet as she does. Another wave of lust rushes through Emma. This is crazy, I have no idea who this woman is, nor her who I am, but her touch right now is sending electric currents through my body, Emma thinks. She stands and walks around to see how the shoes fit, and for Donald to decide if he likes them. They go through this two more times. Each time she feels the saleswoman’s soft fingers on her foot and ankle, she shudders a little. She keeps her legs spread, and she knows the woman is truly enjoying the view she has as she places the shoes on her. After Donald agrees to the three pairs, he walks over and picks up a pair of thigh-high leather boots with laces all the way up. He asks the saleswoman to get a pair of them to try on Emma. Oh my gah, she is going to be lacing boots all the way up to inches from my crotch, Emma laments to herself. The saleswoman returns with the boots. Emma has never worn anything like this before, and it seems like a bit of an ordeal to get into them. They are unlaced now; the shoelaces, thin leather, are hanging from the boots. The saleswoman lifts Emma's right foot and places it on her knee as she slides the boot base on her. The heels of the boot are three inches high and rather spiked. That is now pressing against the saleswoman’s knee. She begins to lace the boot, rubbing her fingers up Emma’s calf through the leather. Emma in this position does have her legs rather spread and with one on the woman’s knee is leaning back a little for full exposure. When the saleswoman has laced up to Emma’s knee, she lowers Emma’s foot to the floor again. Now slowly, pulling the leather up, her fingers touching Emma’s bare thigh as she does. Lacing the boot more and more, going back to tighten the shoelace some to fit Emma correctly. Emma grabs Donald’s hand as she starts to feel a strong wave, taking her to a climax, rush over her. She squeezes his hand hard as she suppresses crying , but her and neck are bright red. Donald squeezes her hand in return and chuckles a little, and the saleswoman tightens the last loop and ties on the lace. Emma feels like getting this one boot on has taken over an hour, but in reality, less than five minutes. And there is still the left leg to go. Getting it on is like the right leg, and once again, as she feels the saleswoman’s fingers work up her leg lacing and tying it on her, as she reaches the top and Emma feels her fingers so close to her pussy, she drips and drips and is reaching a second climax. The saleswoman realizes what is happening to Emma now, she quickly ties this boot up, and then runs her fingers up the exposed portion of Emma’s thigh and swiftly runs her finger up and down Emma’s sopping slit. Just a few moments pass as she does this, but when she rubs Emma’s clit for a few seconds, that is when the second explosion comes over Emma. Emma is biting her lips so hard to keep quiet as this happens and squeezing Donald’s hand so hard; it is lucky there is no one near them in the store, or they would easily know what is happening. Donald tells her to stand and walk around some. Emma is wobbly on her feet at first from all she has just gone through. When she comes back to Donald, as the saleswoman sits on the stool looking on, Donald raises the front of her dress to see the boots to their top. This does expose some of Emma’s still-soaked slit. She blushes deeply going through this with another watching. “Do you like them, Emma? Should we get the boots too?” Donald asks her. “They are different and feel so nice on my legs and thighs,” Emma replies. She sits down, and the saleswoman reverses the process untying the laces down to her foot. She only runs her fingers over the top of each of Emma’s thighs before she begins, making Emma remember what happened to her twice with these boots. Emma sighs a bit as they are undone. Donald tells the saleswoman to ring up their bill, including the shoes and boots. Donald goes to the checkout counter and picks two dresses and two sets of lingerie. “We will take these with us, but the others I want to be shipped to our home. They are too much to pack for our return,” Donald says. He gives her the after she rings everything up. He gives her his and picks up the bag of what they are taking with them. The whole time Emma stands next to him, her arms around her back to show him she is still in the role he wants her in now. As they leave the store, Donald’s hand is on her ass caressing her as they walk to their car. As they drive home Donald’s head is filled with the euphoria of finally having such a divine shopping experience. They will do this regularly now. Emma, still blushing from all that has happened, wonders why she can be so aroused from anyone's touch at this time. Even the thought of that makes her drip again, knowing by the time they get home, as she has no panties on, the back of her dress will be wet. |
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