Dave walked purposefully towards the mall side entrance to the Dillard's Department Store located in the local shopping mall. Dressed in his olive green suit and white button down shirt, he looked all of the confident mid-level executive for a financial services firm that he was. Of course underneath his suit pants he wore the gray, patterned silk boxer shorts that he knew his companion/slave, Carla, loved to rub her face over in preparation for whatever sexual escapade he could think up.
And his imagination was running rampant at the present time.
It was just after 5:30 p.m., and Dave knew that Carla would be waiting for him in the women's department, lingerie to be exact. He had called her earlier in the day at her office (she worked for a local bank) and had instructed her to meet him there appropriately attired.
Of course having to work at a bank, Carla wore the typical pin-stripe suit, black hose and conservative shoes. What was not typical was that after Dave's phone call, she went into the ladies room on the floor where she worked, slipped off all her undergarments (except for the lacy, black silk chemise she knew Dave adored), and exchanged her pantyhose for black, thigh high stockings.
One last chore she performed before returning to her desk (one she knew she had to do to stay in Dave's good graces when she met him) was to pull out a medium-sized butt plug from her purse, and after lubricating it with some petroleum jelly, easing it into her asshole. Carla almost quivered when the plug was fully inserted, not only from the warm feeling that seemed to spread to her pussy, but also the thought that Dave might insert the "real" thing when she met him at the mall later on.
Carla smiled when she saw Dave approaching her around the racks of bras, slips and other assorted intimate apparel. She had already picked out a few things to take into the adjacent dressing room and had informed the salesperson that her boyfriend was going to meet her there to give his opinion on what she'd picked out.
Dave grinned as he wrapped his arms around Carla's torso and gave her a deep, tongue stabbing kiss. His nostrils picked up the faint scent of Carla's special perfume, one she wore especially for him (more especially because it tended to make his cock harden quicker than normal). The perfume seemed to work, since as Dave thoroughly kissed and sucked at Carla's mouth, his cock hardened and ground into her crotch.
"Ohhhh!" Carla moaned into Dave's mouth, as her own juices started flowing in response to the rubbing by his erection. Extricating her tongue from his mouth, she whispered into his ear, "Can we go into the dressing room, Master. I need to please you sooooo much!!!!"
"Of course, my darling slave," he replied, taking her hand and entering the alcove where the dressing rooms were located. Carla quickly hung up the lingerie she was there to "try" on, while Dave closed and locked the door behind them.
"Take off your suit jacket, my sexy slave," Dave instructed Carla, as she turned around to face him. She complied, revealing her breast cleavage that stood out from over the top of her chemise. "Now the skirt," he demanded. Carla unzipped the back of the suit skirt and let it fall to the floor. She stood before him, clad only in the chemise (which did not cover the trimmed hairs of her pussy), the thigh high stockings and her black shoes.
Dave reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a set of police style handcuffs. "You like these, don't you," Dave purred to Carla as he held the cuffs in front of her face. "Oh Yes! Lover, you know I love you to bind me and then play with my body," she replied.
Dave pulled Carla's arms around behind her back and attached the cuffs to her wrists. He then brought his hands around to the front and pulled her breast out and over the top of the silky bodice of the chemise. He flicked her nipples with his thumbs and then bent over to suck on her left one.
"Mmmmm," Carla responded, as Dave sucked and teased her nipple with his tongue. He then moved over to her right tit and proceeded to suck and flick its nipple. He then leaned up and kissed Carla deeply, while pulling and pinching on both nipples with the fingers of his two hands.
"Time for you to use that lovely mouth on me, dearest," Dave cooed into Carla's ear after he'd completed his oral attentions to her mouth. With that, he stripped off all this clothing (including shoes and socks), with the exception of his silk boxer shorts. Then sitting down on the padded bench that was provided there in the dressing room, he guided Carla to her knees in front of his spread legs. He pulled his cock out of the fly of his boxers and grabbed Carla's head, pulling her mouth towards the increase hardening shaft.
"Oh, let me suck your cock, lover!" Carla pleaded as her mouth approached the mushroom head.
"Of course, my dearest," Dave replied, as he guided Carla's face to his crotch. She opened her mouth wide and then closed her lips around the head of his cock. Using her tongue, she flicked at the hole on the end of the head and then accumulated saliva in her mouth to thoroughly wash the mushroom shape.
"Ohhh!!!" Dave exclaimed, as Carla gradually sank her lips down further along his shaft. She took about 2" of the shaft into her mouth, and then pulled her lips back until they nestled around the flared head once again. She then eased her lips down his cock, taking about 4" into her mouth, then back up. This routine continued two more times until all 7" of his erection was nestled in her mouth/throat (fortunately Dave wasn't enormous, so Carla could almost swallow him without gagging, but still make her mouth feel full).
Carla continued to suck up and down the complete length of Dave's cock until it was hard and she could feel the veins along its length with the flat of her tongue.
"You suck cock so well," David moaned, "Think as a reward will use it in your pussy to make you hot. And maybe another hole!"
With that statement, Carla moaned around his cock. She had so wanted David to fuck her up the ass, but they had not yet gotten around to doing it. Just the thought of his stiff prick eased up her tight asshole made her pussy start dripping with wetness.
Carla continued to slowly suck Dave's cock in and out of her mouth for another couple minutes until he grabbed her hair and forced her head away from him.
"That's good, darling slave; I'm hungry and desire to partake of your juice you've generated between your legs. Part your legs and rest you head here on this bench." Dave instructed.
"Mmmmm." Carla moaned as Dave rearranged her body so that her head and neck were supported by the cushion of the bench he had just arisen from, and slid his head underneath the space between her legs. He reached up and pulled her hips down to where her cunt lips were just a fraction of an inch away from his mouth. Using the flat of his tongue, he licked up in turn the lips of her opening, tasting the juice that had oozed out while Carla had so expertly sucked his cock.