You measure his gaze, and know that you'll be safe there - sure, you'll probably get fucked, and maybe get a bruise or two, but this guy has no evil intentions. You came here to tease, and even though you're cuffed and have pushed this guy to near his limits, the evil part of you wants to push it further.
So you smile, look back at him, and say, "Make me."
In response, the guy grins wolfishly. "You'll wish you hadn't said that...."
He quickly moves behind you, and you make half-hearted attempts to avoid him, but eventually he grabs your ass, and starts molesting and pinching it under your shorts in an attempt to get the blood flowing to it first. You squirm, and occasionally moan when he brushes over your panties, but you know you're both drawing this out. Eventually, he hits you three times on the left cheek, and then the right cheek. He pauses to feel your panties again, and he smiles.
"You're getting wet...you little slut. I guess you won't mind this, then."
He spanks you ten more times, but you refuse to yield to him, athough part of you wants to just so he can get to the next phase of whatever he has planned, which hopefully involves him spending more time on your breasts. He startes to trace his hands up your torso again when a knocking sound stops it, and he turns around as you do too.
"Hey Derek - I came as fast as I could and....holy shit." You see that the storekeeper Derek apparently had at least one friend close by, and his eyes gape out at your trim form. "Did you set this up?"
"Nope. She put on those clothes and the cuffs of her own free will, Larry."
"Yeesh." He moves to you and reads the words on your t-shirt. "So what are you waiting for? Let's get her out of these clothes!"
"Not until she obeys me. I figured you might be able to help...."
"Sure thing." Derek stays behind you and resumes spanking you while Larry reaches under your shirt and starts pinching your breasts, eventually twisting your nipples. You yelp out in pain, and pleasure, as Larry clearly knows what he's doing, and he eventually starts kissing you as well. You return the kiss even as Derek spanks you, although he's returned to mostly molesting you now.
Eventually, you acquiesce, and the guys back away as you finally bend over and arch your back, although it's difficult to maintain with your arms cuffed behind you. Larry smiles, and you only hear the 'click' of a camera behind you, and your eyes widen with some fear.
"I'm not sure she likes that, Derek."
"Well too bad. It's what she deserves for coming in here and teasing us like that." His hands go over your ass again. "And you know what else she doesn't deserve? These shorts." He yanks the shorts down your hips, and you kick them away.
"Although I guess she doesn't seem to want to wear clothes anyways." You feel your arms yank up, and the steel loop is being raised again and your are forced to raise your arms back up. With as tall as you're standing you feel incredibly exposed with just a pair of panties on below your waist, and a draft of air reminds you of how small that shirt of yours really is.
Larry goes behind you to rub your breasts again outside the shirt, and you see another couple of flashes, meaning more pictures are being taken of your humiliation.
"What now, Derek?"
"I think it's about time we did something about that shirt!" he replies, and he wields the pair of scissors with aplomb, making sure you know exactly what his intent is. The thought of having your clothes cut off of you is incredibly erotic, although you hope he doesn't do the same to your panties.... |