Chapter 11 Happy Hunting
While Lexi recovered from her latest training and orgasm, Kingsman texted his slave Jamie to check on progress. He received word that the Drs. Phillips arrived successfully in Miami and that Anastasia had a meeting planned that afternoon at the seminar location to review logistics and attendance and the agreed upon amenities. He also learned that the Phillips were having dinner with Jonah Hale. That made Kingsman nervous, and potentially in danger if Hale started to investigate.
"Do not let on any information about me, act as you normally would around Hale," texted Kingsman.
Kingsman flashed back to the time his sister was in the hospital, he recalled all the security and questions about her. And he remembered seeing Hale, and his investigators questioning him about his sister. He remembered the serious look and intimidating presence. He feared the worst but hoped for the best. He remembered the white flash when his sister died, He remembered strange dreams. He remembered waking up in the very same hospital with the very same security his sister had. He remembered being questioned- again. He remembered the fear he felt from the encounters, and using this new found ability to leave the hospital.
He spent months trying to figure out his ability and what he could do, which turned into years. He feared his ability, he feared being unable to resist its power when he realized what he could do, and he feared he was going to hurt people with his ability. Racked with fear and self doubt, he wandered the country keeping to himself. He didn't understand how or why he had this ability, and he did not want to hurt anyone and definitely didn't want to be a lab rat. It took years to hone his talent, and years after that to try and integrate back into some part of society. That was his choice. Disengage, figure things out. Do not hurt anyone. Eventually he put the pieces together, and he used his talent to learn exactly what happened to his sister. He used his ability to gain access to Allison's records. He hired a hacker to gather information on her psychiatrist- Dr. James Phillips. He waited, worked on his ability, and planned. And here he was, the lone ranger looking for justice.
"What the fuck Master, that was hot as hell," Lexi said, shaking him from his memories and deep thought. Upon the realization of the time, Kingsman used his phone to arrange for a car to come to take him to the mall. He did not want to risk being seen with Lexi.
"I told you you would love it, Lexi. Take my hand," ordered Kingsman, opening Lexi's computer and selecting a very specific website for his young, brunette slave. "Here's a little something to think about when you go to the mall in a little while."
Lexi put her hand in her Masters without hesitation, as a video began playing. In the video, a very curvy brunette dressed in tight black clothes with impossibly brilliant red lips was seen walking, Kingsman pulsed pleasure in his slave, and nodded. The brunette then met up with a pretty moussy haired girl dressed in a white top and white skirt, and began to dominate her. Lexi watched as the darkly dressed woman forced lipstick on the meek woman, and then began to seduce her. All the while Kingsman was ratcheting up the pleasure as Lexi watched, and learned, the seduction of the submissive woman in white. Lexi watched all the way though as the brunette guided the submissive to listen and perform.
Kingsman did not allow Lexi to see the video to its conclusion, opting instead to allow her to remain unsatisfied, slightly frustrated and incredibly aroused as he closed the computer.
"Get dressed and made up, Lexi, it's showtime," Kingsman said as he let go of her hand. He checked to see if Jamie had updated any information before he followed along to watch the show at the Lakeview Mall.
Lexi came out of her bedroom wearing a tight black sleeveless top with tight black jeans and black boots. Her makeup was impeccable, highlighted by her brightest red lipstick, silver rings, bracelets, and necklace. She was dressed as if ready for a shoot. Kingsman smiled and chuckled at her choice in clothes and lipstick.
"Good girl, Lexi, you look good enough to find a girlfriend," commented Kingsman. "I will be observing from a distance, 18 and up only for the makeover, is that clear?"
"Yes Master," responded Lexi, growing more excited from her Master's praise and nervous for what she was about to do.
Kingsman's ride had him at the mall at exactly 4pm, and he wandered on the upper floor above where a crowd of girls was awaiting the social media darling, Alexis Phillips. Always the center of attention, Alexis Phillips was fashionably late, and finally arrived at 4:15pm to a crowd of girls who gave her near rock star status. The youngest girls admired her look and her style, and thought of her as a star, obviously paying no attention to the 18 and older only requirement.
Alexis came into the mall, saw the crowd of girls, and moms sprinkled in, and made her grand entrance to murmurs and pointing and comments.
"She's here!"
She's prettier in person!"
"OMG her makeup is perfect!"
Lexi carried a large shopping bag with her as she made her way to where the youngest girls were congregated. Taking out samples of lipstick, eyeshadow, and other cosmetics, she started a conversation with the group.
"Sorry girls, only 18 and older for the makeover! But wow look at all you little cuties! I have samples for everyone, and let's get selfies!" beamed the center of attention. "Phone's ready kiddies!"
Alexis handed samples to all the under 18 girls and took a cute selfie with all of them. Some were disappointed and walked off empty handed, others took in the orbit of the social media influencer with over half a million followers and accepted the tokens and took selfies with the rising star of the internet.
The crowd of 18 and up young ladies were an interesting group, Most were there to see if they could connect with Alexis Phillips and improve their own status in the internet world of influence. Once the last of the youngsters were dismissed, Alexis turned on the charm and put on a show as only she could.
"Gather round, ladies! Get your ID"s out or get lost bitches!" Lexi told the crowd of girls who remained. A few underage who were trying to sneak by sulked off at the request.
"Well, what have we got left here? Keep those ID's out girls, my lawyer says you need to be 18!" Lexi said as she circled the group from the inside. "Let's see who our lucky winner is going to be today!"
Some girls were poised and waiting for Lexi to get near them, others were nervous. Lexi began her judging.
"Hey there,let's see who you are," she said to a black haired girl wearing jeans and a tee shirt, no bra and heavy makeup. Lexi looked at her ID and said "Jesus Amanda, you came here to win a makeover, not a tee shirt contest. And wow that is a shit ton of makeup!"
Lexi shrugged at the next girl, and waved goodbye to the next girls as well, reminding them "don't forget your lovely parting gifts in the bag on your way out the door ladies!"
"Oh.. what is going on here?" she asked the next girl, beaming with anticipation. "Why do you hate your eyebrows? I don't have a weedwacker in my townhouse to do something about that!"
Lexi approached the next girl, wearing a "State U Soccer" tee, and asked "Do you play soccer?"
"Yeah i really do!" excitedly exclaimed the girl, whose breasts were pushing the limit of the fabric of the shirt.
"How the hell can you do that with those? Thanks for coming tho, sporty!" Lexi said while pointing at the girl's chest in dismissing her.
"Well ladies, looks like a lot of you are just looking to use me to set yourselves up in social media," lectured Lexi, laughingly, walking to a group of four. "Sorry ladies, not gonna happen, you, you, you and you, sorry sweeties, not today!'
