For Tyler Christmas was the perfect time of the year. No it wasn't the good cheer. It wasn't the presents or the songs or the food. Nor was it the weather. No for Tyler the best part of Christmas was the girls.
Tyler was a girl-watcher and unabashedly so. Talk to a girl? No, no he was far too shy for that. He was much happier just watching them from afar. His favorite hunting ground was the Andersontown Mall. Girls of all ages came and went through its doors every day. So often as he could he was down there watching.
Now what does any of this have to do with Christmas you may ask? Well Christmas break had just started so our young voyeur was out of school and the mall was filled with shoppers. That meant Tyler could spend all day indulging his obsession. And he did.
There had been plenty of beauties that day. He spotted three of them together in the food court. They were his age it seemed. One was Hispanic with long blonde streaked hair and large breasts, one was a leggy brunette with a British accent, and one was a pretty blonde with a great ass. He sat across from them pretending to text on his phone. Then there was the busty brunette college girl he found in the clothing store. God he was in heaven.
Then he saw her. He couldn't explain it but as soon as he did he felt weak in the knees and dry in the mouth. She had just left the bookstore as he was passing by. Early thirties with long wavy blonde hair she was the picture of elegance. Long luscious legs, a lean fit body, a classically beautiful face, and large firm attention seeking breasts. Her clothing was high end, designer by the looks of it. Simply put she was amazing.
Tyler was hooked immediately. He turned around and started following her. Now this was something he never did, too conspicuous, but this time he couldn't help himself. He followed her for several minutes and through several stores. He was so lost in his fixation he didn't notice that she'd turned down an empty service corridor. Not until he walked right into her anyway.
"Why are you following me?"
Well damn, this wasn't supposed to happen. Tyler's brain sputtered to a stop. He'd never thought what he'd do if he got caught. Normally he didn't follow the women like this so he could just walk away if they looked up. This was different. There was no escape from this.
"Well?"
He could think of nothing to say.
"Say something or I get security."
"I'm sorry for bothering you, I'll be on my way now."
He turned, red faced and started to leave. She grabbed him and through him against the wall.
"I didn't say you could leave. What's your name?"
"Tyler."
"Well Tyler, if you insist on following me around all day the least you can do is be helpful."
She held up a small black bag. He recognized the logo from the sex shop around the corner. She pulled out a pair of leopard print fuzzy handcuffs.
"What are those for?"
"This."
Suddenly she grabbed his arm and snapped one of the cuffs on it.
"Hey!"
Then she did the same to her own wrist.
"What gives?"
"In exchange for your freedom you're going to be my slave the rest of the day."
Tyler blinked a few times not really understanding.
"What?"
"Oh Sweetie, it's not that hard to understand. Do whatever I tell you from here on out and if you're lucky I won't leave you handcuffed to the carousel for all to see."
"What if I yell for help?"
"You want to explain to the police why you handcuffed yourself to a woman you've never met."
"You did that to me."
"Who do you think the police will believe? A woman of means or a pervy little boy who spends all day leering at girls."
"I don't leer ... I watch."
"Well today you work."
Seeming to feel she had settled the matter she walked back into the main mall dragging poor Tyler along behind her. She lead him right into the throng of Christmas shoppers. Tyler was amazed. Not one of them seemed to notice or care about seeing an eighteen year old boy and a sophisticated thirty something blond walking through the mall together sharing a fuzzy handcuff bracelet. It was too weird.
Before he could think about it any further she led him into the first store. It was Bragh's - a high end Women's clothing store. Tyler felt very under dressed among all these designer clothes. Not the woman though. She strode through the store with the confidence of one who belonged. She didn't seemed hindered at all by the fact she was wearing him as a charm bracelet. She would grab clothes off the rack and examine them. If she liked it she would toss it to Tyler who would carry it from then on. After checking out she handed him the bags and went back out into the mall.
Without a word she lead him down the path into Tori's, one of the mall's many shoe stores. She took her time, leisurely browsing their selection, pulling out three pairs she liked and then headed for one of the little benches. She gracefully sat down. Tyler went to join her but she stopped him. Instead she handed him one of the shoes.
"What am I supposed to do with this?"
"I need to try them on."
Taking his cue he bent down, which was a little awkward with the cuff on, and slipped her heeled shoe off. He gently slid one of the new shoes on. She admired it for a minute.
"Next."
He repeated this for the next two pairs. He could feel a stirring in his crotch. He had never touched a woman's foot before and he found he rather enjoyed it. Finding a pair she liked she bought it and gave the bag to Tyler to carry.
Her next stop was down on the next floor so she opted for the escalator. Tyler wished she hadn't. He was having trouble climbing on with the bags and the cuff. She chuckled and grabbed his hand pulling him up on to the step with her.
