The mall is deserted, for it is closing time, yet I watch the glass case spin as its contents sparkle. I still have some "shopping" to do. The sales lady catches me staring and smiles a beckoning smile, exposing teeth so white they make me sick. She reminds me of the Barbie dolls my mom used to force me to play with as a kid. Fried, bleached hair; tangerine-colored skin; emaciated physique; botox-plumped lips – she was a cocktease and she knew it too. Her rosy nipples stick out through her transparent, white, low cut shirt that threatens to expose them to the naked eye anyway. She is smoking hot. I wish she was mine, only mine. A clean cut, well-shaven businessman saunters by her store and ogles her as he passes. What a fucking pig. It's men like these that make me proud to be a lesbian.
Of course, I don't exactly need the jewelry that catches my eye. But then again, I don't need any of the contents that weigh down my heavy black bag right now either. I never really did. I have money, connections, a high-paying job. But that's not what does it for me. I like to shoplift. The bitches and bastards that own these joints don't deserve to be rich. I know my little game doesn't affect the workers' salaries because they already get paid minimum wage. But the assholes that control everyone else around them, they should be taught a lesson. Everything is handed to them. They don't have to work a day in their lives. My goal is simply to make their lives a little bit less cushy.
She is the owner. A younger girl with brown hair and slightly smaller tits but the same type of flimsy white top emerges from a back room. She whispers something to her blonde mistress and receives a slap across the face. I can't believe my eyes! Both the powerful blonde and quivering brunette are now red in the face, the blonde out of anger and the brunette out of embarrassment. The younger of the two couldn't be more than eighteen, nineteen tops. I decide that this woman deserves exactly what I'm about to do. I approach her station with an ever-so-obvious smirk on my face.
"Madam, I'm sorry, but we are about to close." She snootily remarks. I flash her the contents of my wallet and her blue eyes sparkle with glee.
"Well, I guess we can stay open a little bit longer, just for you." I knew she would say that. I look around swiftly, searching for the most expensive piece of jewelry that they carry. I find it. A morganite rose choker, $200,000.
I ask to try it on and the blonde woman screams, "Lisa, get out here and put this woman's necklace on for her!" The little brunette comes out and I notice that her skirt is hiked up high enough to reveal her ass cheeks to anyone who so desires to look (and I'm sure she has lots of takers!). I have never seen more beautiful legs in my life. They are porcelain, flawless and endless. I feel my face flush hot as those tiny fingers brush my collarbones and then the back of my neck as she fumbles with the clasp.
Lisa has me so hot by the time the necklace is secure that I almost forget why I've come in the first place. Almost. I abruptly turn around and start to bolt for the exit, but I am unsuccessful. A firm hand catches me by the wrist and long, stiff fingernails claw into my skin. I turn around and am surprised to find the blonde hanging over the table, her hand being the one that caught me. I can honestly say that I didn't think she had it in her.
"Now, now, now. What do we have here? A shoplifter!" She turns to face Lisa. "Lisa, what do you think we should do with the little thief?" Lisa smiles, her green eyes scanning every curve of my body.
"I think she should be made to work off her debt. After all, that's what I had to do." Lisa cups my chin in her hands. "Will you be willing to work for us? Don't speak, just nod 'yes' or 'no'." And with that, she shakes my head 'yes' and 'no'. I nod yes, seeing the direction in which this is heading and growing more turned on by the second.
"Very well, then." The blonde grins. "From now on, you will refer to me as Mistress Nikki and Lisa will be Lady Lisa from now on. Understand?" I nod my head yes.
"Good, good. Now, let's get you in the back room so we can train you." Mistress Nikki and Lady Lisa each take an arm and lead me through a door at the back of their store and down a set of stairs. When we reach the bottom I can't believe my eyes. It's a dungeon! And it's full of toys, some of which I've never even seen before.
"Before we even get started, you're going to pay for what you've done, bitch! Now strip!" I feel the hair rise on the back of my neck at the command, but nonetheless, I obey. Off comes my t-shirt and jeans. The women just stare at me, expecting me to know enough to take off the rest. Black bra, black panties, off. Their faces remain impassive. I don't have time to think about this because the moment I take off my panties, Mistress Nikki and Lady Lisa chain each of my arms above my head and kick my legs out to the chains that will soon hold my ankles, forcing me spread-eagled. My Mistress spits in my face.
She walks around me and suddenly I feel exposed. I hope I please them. My tits aren't nearly as big as theirs and I'm not quite as slim around the waist. I can't see what's going on from behind, but I hear the two girls whisper to each other. After a while, I start to zone out and forget about the situation at hand. Right when I least expect it, Mistress Nikki speaks up.
"You filthy little lowlife cunt!" A whip cracks across my back, hard. I whimper, but it doesn't seem to faze the women. When did she retrieve the whip? I can't remember hearing her go to get it.
"Shoplifting." This time it's Lady Lisa. "And when you had the money to buy the necklace too!" Another crack from Mistress Nikki. "When I shoplifted, it was because I didn't have any money. My husband wouldn't give me shit. Wouldn't let me work or do anything else for that matter without consulting him. Fuck, I had to get his permission if I wanted to eat or take a shit for Christsakes. How dare you who has everything fucking handed to her come into our store and attempt to shoplift?" Three more cracks. The pain is severe, but not entirely unbearable. In fact, I notice myself start to get wet between the legs.
Suddenly, Mistress throws the whip aside and it hits the ground with a loud crack. She shoves her hand between my legs and I am infinitely grateful that I just got a Brazilian two days ago.
"Look at this, Lisa. The little slut's getting turned on!" Then she turns to me. "This is supposed to be punishment you fucking whore! You're not supposed to enjoy this!" Then she turns to Lisa again. "Go get David and tell him to hurry." My Lady beams at Mistress and sprints up the stairs. My stomach sinks. They're bringing a man downstairs.
Mistress seems to notice my fear and it pleases her. "Now you're going to get yours!" She shrieks at me and then walks behind me again. The anticipation of not knowing what Mistress is going to do from behind is almost more than I can handle. Especially since she does nothing but get undressed. I wonder how I could go from despising her to yearning for her touch within an hour. Within seconds I hear footsteps approaching. That was fast! I think to myself. My stomach hasn't stopped lurching yet.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here. A criminal, I see." The man is wearing a navy blue shirt with the word "security" printed across it in bold yellow letters.
"Now what would a sweet little thing like you be doing trying to steal jewelry?" He thrusts his face so close to mine that I could smell the peppermint he had in his mouth. "I'm sure lots of guys would be just too happy to buy it for you. But now, you're going to have to pay for the jewelry and you're not even going to get to keep it. What a waste of time on your part." He roughly gropes my breasts and slaps me across the face. I'm not sure what hurt more, the grope or the slap, but tears come to my eyes. I didn't think there would be a man involved in this.
Mistress comes from behind where I couldn't see her and I now see that she's wearing a strap-on cock. She grabs me by the jaw, her fire red nails shimmering in the dim light, and she forces my mouth open. Before I realize what she's doing, she kisses me long and hard. Her long, thin tongue fucks my throat, almost gagging me, almost taking me over the edge. Her red nails rake over my skin, trailing down my back and over my ass. Then, she slips one of them in my cunt, scratching my insides with her red nail. The burning pain rushes straight to my clit and I gasp. Mistress Nikki is unsure whether I gasp from pleasure or pain, so she sees it best to break away from the kiss and give the keys to my manacles to David.
She turns to me first. "Don't you worry, you little cunt, you'll get fucked by me in more ways than you could ever hope to imagine in time, but first, David is going to make you into a law-abiding citizen." She gives him a friendly slap on the back as he unlocks my arms and legs.
I don't know how I missed it before, but there has been a bed in the dungeon the whole time. A bed without covers or pillows. Really, it was more like a bench. As soon as David has freed me, he yanks me by the hair, leading me to this "bed."
"Now I want you to undress me, suck my cock until it's ready, and stick it into your cunt all by yourself. Show me what a dirty whore you are and I just might repay the favor." Do they not know that I'm a lesbian?
I cry and I gag and refuse to say a word until David yanks my head back by the hair. He takes up a pocketknife – perhaps the same one used by Mistress Nikki – and lightly runs it over my breasts. His voice is calm as he attempts to be soothing.
"I understand why you're crying, my precious little pet. You don't like the cock, do you?" His strokes with the knife pick up a bit more pressure. "But you didn't think about this when you tried to shoplift from this mall, now did you?" I shake my head no. "Did you think there weren't going to be any male security guards that would just be overjoyed to get a piece of your sweet little cunt? Well you were fucking wrong bitch and now you're going to have to deal with it!" He roughly pushes me on the ground this time and pulls his cock out of his pants. My eyes widen at its size. This cock is going to rip me apart!
