"
"You always say the nicest things Dylan even if they aren’t true."
"But they are true Esther, you are the perfect woman."
"Have we got time for me to give you another blowjob Dylan?"
"We’ll make time."
Dylan’s cock was already getting hard. He was probably imagining me bent over Bethany’s sales counter, so I easily managed to get my second breakfast entrée of the day.
I had to think from a different point of view about what I was going to wear that day and Dylan looked a little disappointed when I put on a mid thigh and with log sleeved dress. I wanted to be able to wear ‘stolen’ tops and skirts under it without them being visible
My dress didn’t stop Dylan from caressing my bare butt under the dress when we were standing in the Underground trains carriage but there weren’t enough people for someone else to get close to me and do it.
We got to the shop and Bethany and Lucas both gave me the thumbs up sign. Dylan went to talk to Lucas who was on the till. Shortly after we got there I saw Tim come out from the back and fasten 3 boxes to 3 different racks. I could see a small hole in the box nearest to me, the hole being on the sales counter side. Tim ignored me and I ignored him. As I got naked and started trying clothes on.
At that time there was only 6 guys Including Dylan, Lucas and Tim in the shop and 5 girls including Bethany and me. Four of the girls being in various states of undress as they tried on clothes and none of them looked as if they cared that 6 guys were in the same room as them.
Bethany came over and asked if there was anything that she could help me with, then she whispered,
"Wait until there are more customers in."
I did, hanging around mostly naked as I tried more clothes on. It was around 45 minutes before there were enough customers for Bethany to give me a discreet nod which prompted me to go back to the racks with skimpy tops and ultra short skirts on. I took 2 of each then went to stand in front of one of Tim’s boxes, hoping that my guess at them being cameras was right.
Starting with the briefest of the garments I put one layer on, then the second on top of the first layer before going back to where I had left my dress and put that on. I got a funny look from one guy who was half watching his girl and half watching the other girls in the shop.
Adjusting my dress so that none of the fabric of the clothes below was showing, I picked up my bag and headed for the door.
No sooner than I was outside I felt Lucas whizz passed me then turn and stop right in front of me.
"Excuse me young lady, please come back into the shop. I have reason to believe that you are concealing clothes that you haven’t paid for."
"That’s not true, where would put any clothes, look, my bag is too small to contain any clothes."
"Madam, I can see that you are wearing something under that dress, please come back into the shop."
As I protested, saying that I only had underwear under my dress, Lucas grabbed my arm and almost forcibly dragged me back into the shop and to the sales counter. As he was doing that I looked around and saw that we had attracted the attention of most of the people in the shop.
"What have we got here Lucas?" Bethany asked.
"I have reason to believe that this young lady was trying to steal some of the stock." Lucas replied.
"No I wasn’t, I haven’t stolen anything, let me go." I said.
Lucas held onto my arm as Bethany came round in front of me and pulled aside one of the lapels of my dress revealing the strap of one of the tops that I had ‘stolen’.
"Hmm, this looks very much like a strap that I made."
"No, no, it’s mine, I was wearing it when I came in."
"I don’t think so young lady, take that dress off and we’ll see if there is a sales tag on it."
"No I won’t, you can’t make me take my dress off."
"I could call the police." Bethany replied.
"Like they care, shoplifting is a crime that they don’t care about these days. Call them but I doubt very much that they’ll send anyone."
"Sadly you are right young lady so we have our own method of dealing with shoplifters, so are you going to take that dress off or are we going to have to cut it off. If we do you won’t have anything to wear or go home. I can just see you streaking around the streets of London."
"No please, you can’t."
"Lucas, it looks like you are going to have to cut it off, but be careful, I don’t want the garments underneath damaged."
"Hey boss, I’ve only damaged one top out the 7 or is it 8 girls that I’ve had to cut clothes off, and that was only because she was struggling."
"No please don’t, I haven’t stolen anything."
"Excuse me sir," Bethany said as she turned to face Dylan, "would you mind holding this girl’s arms whilst my security guard cuts her dress off?"
Dylan stepped forwards us and went behind me and held both my arms behind my back then Lucas picked up a pair of scissors and started cutting up the front of my dress. As the first skirt came into view Bethany said,
"That skirt is definitely shop stock, I only got those in yesterday and I haven’t sold any yet."
By then, the scissors had reached the top of the dress and I decided to come clean. I looked around and saw that everyone in the shop was looking at me.
"Okay, okay, I don’t have the money to pay for this skirt and top but I really like them and I need something nice to wear when I go out with my boyfriend tonight."
"Take them off young lady." Bethany said,
"Have you got the money to pay for them?"
"No."
"Take them off young lady."
"No, please, how will I get home?"
"Not my problem, take them off. If you don’t my guard will have to cut them off and your punishment will be doubled."
"No, please."
"Last chance."
"Okay, okay."
Dylan let go of my arms and I started to take the top skirt off revealing the one underneath.
"You stole 2 skirts!" Bethany said, "you really are going to regret being so stupid. Take that one off as well."
I unfastened it and let it drop to the floor leaving me bottomless.
"Now the top." Bethany said.
I slowly took the top off revealing the last ‘stolen’ item.
"That’s quadruple the punishment." Bethany said as the final item went up over my head,
Bethany turned to face all the customers and said,
"This girl was right, the police these days just don’t care about shoplifters so the shop owners have to come up with their own way of dealing with thieves. This girl is now going to experience my way of dealing with the problem. Young lady, bend over the sales counter and make sure that those tiny tits are touching the counter. Lucas, go and get the strap."
Turning to Dylan Bethany continued,
"Sir, please can I ask you to do one more thing for me, please go round the other side of the counter and hold this thieves hands."
"No please, I won’t try to steal anything again ever again, please don’t do this." I pleaded.
"Too late young lady, you did the crime so now you pay for your stupidity."
"No, please, don’t do this."
"Wouldn’t it be better if you put handcuffs on her?" Dylan asked.
"And excellent idea sir, would you mind getting a pair off the display please?"
Dylan did, then he handed them to Bethany before going back to my head side of the sales counter and moving my hands behind my back.
As Bethany cuffed my wrists together she said,
"I have a feeling that this girl is going to struggle. Would you mind holding her shoulders down please sir?"
"It will be my pleasure, I hate thieves." Dylan replied as I felt his hands on my shoulder blades.
I looked up at Dylan and saw his straight face. He didn’t smile when I winked at him.
"Spread those legs girl." Bethany said.
I did.
"Wider girl, let everyone see the thieves pussy."
I did, but at the same time I pleaded,
"Please don’t do this, I’ll do anything you want."
Seconds later I heard a swish of air then felt the strap hit my butt. I instantly screamed then said,
"Stop, please don’t do that again, it hurts."
"It’s supposed to hurt young lady." Bethany said. "Continue please Lucas."
"Owwwwwww." I said and I tried to get up.
Dylan pressed on my shoulder blades.
"Don’t make this hard work girl," Bethany said, "or I’ll have to restrain you even more. Lucas."
The third swat landed and I again tried to struggle free, lifting one foot into the air.
"Okay, that’s it," Bethany said, "hold her there."
There was silence in the shop apart from Bethany’s heels as she walked somewhere. There was a short pause then I heard her walking back. Next I felt something on my left ankle then the same on my right ankle. Then a clicking sound followed by my left foot being moved so that my legs were further apart. Then the clicking sound again.
"That will keep you in place young lady." Bethany said.
I tried to close my legs a bit but it was impossible, something was keeping my feet spread far apart.
"Lucas, continue please." Bethany said and within a second my butt felt another swat landing.
"Owwwwwww." I said and I tried to get up again, but my feet were going nowhere.
The next swat landed, then the next and I was soon feeling my eyes tear up.
A few more swats landed and my tears were dripping onto the counter. My butt was really hurting, but strangely, not as much as when I had been spanked at Dylan’s boss’ barbecue.
That didn’t last as more and more swats landed on my butt.
Finally, my butt went numb then a few swats later the tingling started and I hoped that Lucas was going to keep going. He did, and as each swat landed my arousal increased. I knew that I was going to cum but I tried to hold back, I guessed that I was hoping that if I held it until I couldn’t, then it would explode out of me in a very intense public display.
I was right, and after another swat I shouted,
"NO, NO, YES, OH SHIT, YEEEEEEEES."
My body started shaking and jerking and I was sure that my spread and very wet pussy was leaking like a tap.
I don’t know how many times Bethany said it but I finally heard her say,
"Thief, stand up and turn around."
Dylan had already removed his hands from my shoulder blades and I somehow managed to lift my torso so that I was stood on my very spread feet. Turning around was a bit more difficult because of the spreader bar but I managed to shuffle my way around, then I looked up at all the people who were looking at me and I nearly orgasmed again.
"Look at her everyone," Bethany said, "embarrass and humiliate her as much as you want, come and get a closer look at her, study her dripping pussy, tell her that her tits are nearly non-existent, take as many photographs as you want. I’ll leave her there for 30 minutes then set her free.
Bethany did leave me standing near the sales counter but at first no one moved towards me, then finally one guy did, standing in front of me he said,
"Such a naughty girl, you deserved everything that you got."
Then one of his hands groped my tits and the other my pussy. I gasped then said,
"Please don’t do that, I’ve suffered enough already."
"That’s not for you to decide little girl."
I felt a finger slide into my hole and just as it started to finger fuck me I heard a girl’s voice say,
"Leave her alone Tony, you can do that to me when we get home."
The guy moved away and I felt disappointed, but not for long. It was definitely less than 30 minutes when I heard Bethany say.
"Sir, thank you for helping us punish this girl but I think that you should be rewarded in some way, how would you like to fuck this girl over the sales counter? I’m sure that the indignity of being fucked by a stranger, in public, will be a great deterrent to her."
"No, please don’t. I’ll never steal anything again." I said.
"Too late little girl, you did the crime now you’ll take the rest of the punishment."
"This is rape, I’ll tell the police."
"No you won’t, because if you do all the security videos will get posted online. Think how that would affect you for the rest of your life." Bethany replied.
By then Lucas had bent me over the sales counter again. I guessed that Dylan was going along with Bethany’s idea because he knows that one of my fantasies is getting fucked in public. I’d imagined it happening on a stage with hundreds of people watching but a dozen or so in a shop was a great start. I wondered if Bethany could arrange for it to happen on a stage as well.
"No, please don’t do this." I again pleaded, but in reality I was eagerly waiting for Dylan’s cock to penetrate me.
Then I felt it.
"Oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
I managed to stop myself from adding.
"that’s nice."
My husband rammed his cock deep inside me then started properly fucking me hard.
It didn’t take long for me to loudly cum and then for Dylan to cum as well, and way too quickly Dylan’s cock was sliding out of me.
"Let that be a lesson to you thief." I heard Dylan say, then Bethany say,
"Right young lady, I trust that you will think twice before trying to steal anything from me, and to everyone else here, you now know how we deal with thieves. I’ve always believed that public humiliation is more of a deterrent than locking someone up in a box for a while."
Then turning to the customers Bethany continued,
"I’m sorry that all of you had to witness that but shoplifting has got to be a major problem and the police are absolutely useless. They won’t even go to a shop when you dial 999 and tell them that you’ve caught a shoplifter. It’s costing us shopkeepers, and indirectly, you the customer, a fortune so we shopkeepers have to do something."
Bethany then turned to me and continued,
"Stop your snivelling girl and think about how you are going to get home. If you don’t think of a way you might just end up in a police cell, the police seem to care more about public indecency than thieving. Oh, just one more thing, Lucas, please help the thief to her feet."
Lucas did, then Bethany got a marker pen and wrote in big letters on my chest and my back, the word ‘THIEF’. Then she said,
"That should stay on for about a week. Lucas, please take her into the back and dry that pussy, I can’t have her dripping all over the shop floor."
Lucas helped me up then also to waddle to the back of the shop. I never imagined how hard it would be to walk with my feet a metre apart.
As I waddled I looked around and saw that number of customer had increased, and nearly all of them were watching me waddle along.
Once I was out of sight of the customers Lucas started to free me and I quietly thanked him for his help. Then as soon as I was free I flung my arms around his neck and kissed him all over his face.
Tim came to the back carrying all the camera boxes and said,
"Esther, you were amazing. I know that you weren’t expecting for Dylan to fuck you but it just sort of felt right at the time. I’m sure that the video will be amazing and sell thousands of copies."
"That’s okay Tim." I replied, "getting fucked in public has been a fantasy of mine since Dylan took me to a nude beach."
"Esther," Tim said, "I hear that you have a friend that is interested in having one of my famous finger fucks. Is that right?"
"It is, Lucy, I told her about you and showed her the video of you doing me."
"Is she as good looking as you Esther?"
"Yes, she has slightly bigger tits than me but apart from that she is beautiful. Why, are you interested in giving her one, so to speak?"
"Do you think that she’d be willing to have it videoed and put on Bethany’s website?"
"Probably. but I’d have to check that with her."
"You do that Esther, give me your phone and I’ll put my number in it. Call me if she’s agreeable."
"If she is would you give me another one at the same time? The last time was totally out of this world. It took me hours to fully recover."
"Sure, but I’d need a rest in between you, my arm gets a bit tired."
"That doesn’t surprise me, it was going so fast that all I could see was a blur. I’m sure that we can find some way to repay you whilst you’re resting."
Tim gave me my phone back then got on with packing his video equipment.
It was a while before Dylan came to see me and I was starting to wonder how I was going to get home. I had no clothes and the word ‘THIEF’ written on my chest and back. As I waited I got images in my head of me streaking down the streets of London and a policeman chasing me.
Eventually, Dylan came back to me, hugged me and said,
"It’s okay Esther, all the customers who saw you get spanked and fucked have left now. You can come out."
"Err, what about the marker pen writing on me?"
"That wasn’t a permanent marker pen, Bethany tells me that it will wash off."
"Good, but Lucas cut my dress off, you’ll have to buy be something to wear."
Lucas was obviously listening because he said,
"Sorry about that Esther but it had to look realistic. I’m sure that Bethany will let you choose anything that you want for free. Have a look through those boxes, they’re stock that is ready to go out on the racks."
"Thanks Lucas, I’ve never had any clothes cut off me before and as much as I like the idea of streaking along the streets, home is a bit too far to go, the chances of getting home without being caught by the cops are way too slim. Bethany was right, the cops really have got their priorities all wrong."
Dylan and I kissed again then I started going through the boxes until I found a dress that I liked, and that covered the writing on my chest and back.
On the way out I went and had a quick word with Bethany who was quite excited. We left with the promise that I’d see her on the Monday.
"So you liked being tied-up, spanked and fucked do you Esther?" Dylan asked as we walked to the nearby shopping centre. "Have you ever seen the movie ‘Fifty Shades of Grey Esther, you’d make a great Anastasia Steele a.k.a. Dakota Johnson."
"Who? And no I have never even heard of that movie. What’s it got to do with me being tied-up?"
"We’ll watch the movie and all will all become clear. You didn’t answer my question, did you like being tied-up, spanked and fucked Esther?"
"Yes, you know that I did, and the little audience made it so much better. I want something like that to happen on a stage in front of hundreds of people."
"Your fantasy Esther?"
"Yep, still got it."
"It sounds like I’ve got a challenge to make that happen. Tell you what, why don’t you make a bucket list of all your fantasies then we’ll see if we can make some of them happen."
"I like that idea Dylan. Can we buy some warm clothes for me please, it’s starting to get a bit too chilly to go out wearing just a thin, very short dress."
"That’s already on my shopping list. Maybe you could go out wearing just a warm coat then you can flash people."
"Way ahead of you lover. I just need the right coats."
We spent a couple of hours shopping, during which I didn’t deliberately flash any parts of my body, but wearing such a short dress I could have without realising it, and Dylan wouldn’t have told me unless there was an opportunity for me to turn it into a more revealing experience.
Dylan is getting very good at helping me to expose myself to people by telling me to bend over, or unfasten a couple of buttons, or whatever that would leave my butt, pussy or little tits exposed.
The stinging in my butt had just about gone when we decided that it was time to get something to eat and as my mother never let me go to fast food places I was still enjoying the food and the other experiences that I can have in places like that. The nearby McDonald’s offered such and experience and we went in and ordered at one of the machines.
My butt still stung a little when I sat on the cold, plastic seat but that soon disappeared when I saw the opportunities of people looking under the table. I sat lazily with my knees around 25 centimetres apart and with Dylan sat beside me I was offering a great view of my pussy to anyone who cared to look.
I didn’t look for any voyeurs but Dylan was scanning the area whilst we talked and ate. Each time that he told me someone was looking I put a hand to my clit and rubbed it a little. All whilst still looking at and talking to Dylan.
A couple of times, instead of telling me, Dylan put his hand to my pussy and flicked and rubbed my clit.
By the time we left there I was very eager for us to get home for Dylan to give me the relief that I needed.
We hit another couple of shops then headed to the Underground station laden with bags of shopping,
Again, our journey coincided with groups of youths going to a football match and I lazily sat on the bench seat, but with Dylan sat next to me. It didn’t take long for one of the youths to realise what he could see, but with Dylan sat next to me he restricted himself to nudging the youths around him and nodding my way.
Again, I wasn’t looking and it was Dylan who told me whenever someone was looking at my bare legs right up to my pubis. All this added to my arousal and when we got to our station I almost dragged Dylan quickly back home.
The bags and clothes stayed behind the front door and we fucked with me leaning back on the inside of the front door.
We didn’t do much that was interesting for the rest of the day other than me phoning Lucy then Tim to tell him that Lucy really wanted a finger fucking and asking if it could be on the Friday afternoon when she would be leaving work at the lunchtime.
I phoned Tim back and arranged for him to come to my house on the Friday afternoon.
The only other thing that we did was to watch the movie Fifty Shades of Grey. Wow, that really was an eye opener, so romantic, so sexy, the sexual tension was off the scale. By the time Anastasia was tied up I had decided that I wanted a Games Room filled with equipment that Dylan could spank me with and do all sorts to me. I liked the butt plugs and decided to wear mine more often. I wondered if I dared wear it for my personal training or the naked yoga.
As soon as the movie finished Dylan and I started making plans as to how we were going to change one of the spare bedroom into a Games Room. We also fleetingly discussed having a contract like Christian and Anastasia had but quickly dismissed it when I told Dylan that I loved him so much, that I totally trusted him, and that he could do absolutely anything that he wanted to me.
Then we went online and ordered the first things that we wanted in there.
After that it was bed for another amazing lovemaking session culminating in me falling asleep with Dylan’s cock still inside me.
*****
Day 29 - Sunday
Dylan was slowly sliding in and out of my pussy when I woke up, and after another amazing lovemaking session that finished with a shared shower I put some coffee and toast on.
Dylan and I sat eating, drinking and making small talk with me totally naked, just as normal.
Then it was housework. Amazingly, I’d neglected that task a bit and I knew that I was going to be busy for quite a while. Dylan told me that I’d been naughty and that I should be punished. I giggled and asked him if he was going to spank me and I was pleased when he said that he was.
Dylan got me to kneel at the end of the coffee table and then bend over it. Then he inspected my butt and told me that it was still a bit red from the previous day’s spanking but not red enough to postpone my punishment.
I giggled a bit again as I felt my pussy get wet and that wonderful tingling in my clit and nipples start again.
"I seem to remember that Anastasia had her hands tied to that rack thing Dylan, shouldn’t you tie my hands as well?" I said.
"Spread your knees Esther and stay right there whilst I go and get a couple of things."
I did and the tingling got stronger as the seconds ticked by. It seemed like forever until Dylan came back and when he did I saw that he’d found some bits of rope and he proceeded to tie my wrists and thighs to the legs of the coffee table.
"Ouch." I said when Dylan landed the first swat from his belt.
"Forgetting something are you Esther?"
I thought for a second then said,
"One, thank you Dylan."
The next 4 swats landed and I counted each one.
"Are you okay Esther, do you want me to stop?"
"Keep going Dylan, I’m just starting to warm up."
Fifteen more swats and I’d gone through the pain barrier and the pleasure was really taking hold. I knew that it would only take a couple more to push me over the edge.
Then it happened, the doorbell rang.
"I’ll get rid of them." Dylan said as he lay his belt over my back and headed to the door.
I felt so disappointed and also a little nervous,
"What if it’s Dylan’s mother and father, or his brother, or a neighbour and Dylan invites them in." I thought.
I didn’t have long to wait and I got even more nervous when I heard Dylan say,
"Come on in, I’m sure that Esther won’t mind."
I turned my head away from the door, not wanting to see who Dylan had invited to see me naked and tied to the coffee table and with a very red butt.
"Woah there, sorry, I didn’t know that I was interrupting something, I’ll go."
I recognised the voice and stopped panicking. It was Oscar, Dylan’s rugby team captain.
"No need mate, I’m sure that Esther won’t mind, did you want to talk in private or can Esther listen?" Dylan replied.
I relaxed and tried to remember the times that Oscar had finger fucked me, eaten my pussy and had a blowjob from me, all with Dylan watching.
"Here will do, have a seat mate, just ignore Esther, she’s been a bit naughty and she wanted me to punish her."
"Riiiiiiiight, no, what it is is that I wanted a private chat about my idea of making the Christmas Dinner a CMNF do. I know that I was half pissed when I suggested it but I’ve been thinking about it and I wondered what you thought about the idea."
"I like the idea," Dylan replied, "but maybe we should ask Esther, she’d be one of the naked girls. Esther, what do you think?"
"Great idea," I replied, "and I’m sure that all the girls that were at our party will agree but maybe there are some partners who don’t like the idea. What does Ellie think about it?"
"Ellie’s up for it." Oscar replied.
"Dylan," I said, "can you untie me please? It’s rude to talk to someone when you back is turned. Besides, the moment has gone now."
"Sorry about that Esther," Oscar replied, "I rather like the view from here."
"Well perhaps you’ll like the view from the front as well Oscar?" I replied after Dylan had freed me and I’d turned and sat on the edge of the coffee table with my knees about shoulder width apart, me facing Oscar and his eyes looking at my pussy.
"Yep, sure do Esther, you certainly are one lucky bastard Dylan."
"Doesn’t Ellie show herself to you Oscar?" Dylan asked.
"She certainly does, but it’s always good to see another woman’s goodies.
"Would you believe that Esther was a virgin when we got married Oscar?"
"Having met her mother, yes, I can believe that, but I can also believe that she is doing her best to catch up with other girls her age who didn’t have a mother like that."
"I am." I replied, and as I was saying that an idea came into my head,
"Guys, after the Christmas meal, what do you think about having a clit rubbing contest? Guys doing the rubbing that is."
"Oh I like that," Oscar replied, "thanks Esther, I’ll definitely add that to the plan. It sounds like both of you think that we should we go ahead with the CMNF do?"
"What about the catering?" I asked.
"We always get a catering company in to do that for us?" Oscar replied, "I guess that I should phone them and see if having a dozen or so naked girls there would be a problem."
"I’m sure that we can find a firm that will do it." Dylan added.
"I think that you should sound out all the guys before you commit. I’m sure that the guys will know if their girlfriends will be happy to flaunt their bits." I said. "Maybe get the guys to remind their girls that it’s okay for them to be naked in front of all guys, that it’s also such a turn-on for them."
"Good idea Esther," Dylan said, "we’ll do it discretely in the next couple of weeks."
"Right," Oscar said, "just one more thing then you 2 can get back to your err fun. TC’s Stag night and Daisy’s Hen night this next Saturday, you 2 are both coming aren’t you?"
"Yes we are." Dylan replied.
"I don’t know what I’ll wear," I replied, "I’ve never been on a Hen night before, what happens at these events?"
"I’ve not been on a Hen do," Oscar replied, "but from what Ellie tells me is that they are great fun, lots of booze and the girls sometimes loosing their clothes."
"I’m definitely going." I said.
"Okay guys, I’m off, sorry for spoiling your fun."
"I’m sure that we’ll have plenty more." Dylan replied as he led Oscar to the door.
"Now, where were we?" Dylan said when he got back to me.
"Forget the spanking for now Dylan, just fuck my brains out and make me cum a hundred times."
"Your wish is my command young lady." Dylan replied as he dropped his jeans, pushed me flat on the table and lifted my legs high in the air.
After about 45 minutes Dylan was feeling a little tired so I asked him to go and get the magic wand. He did, then he brought me to 4 more orgasms before slapping my butt and telling me to get on with the housework.
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