Sir's hand pressed against the small of my back as we entered the boutique. The carpet was deep, the conditioned air crisp, and the sunlight was dimmed by the shaded windows. It'd been months since He'd let me engage in safe public play, showing off His pussy, His asshole, and His tits for others to desire. This game was simpler than a bottomless walk down a street, opening my blouse in a restaurant, or dancing for Him in a strip club on amateur night. I felt His pussy moisten as a young clerk glanced up from his paperwork and strolled over to greet us.
"We're looking for ladies evening shoes," Sir informed him.
The clerk nodded and led us toward tables of display pumps, ranging from demure flats to vertigo inducing stilettos. The clerk sat me in a chair facing a stool with a built in angled mirror and I trembled with excitement as the game began.
"Dress heels in a variety of Spring colors, size seven with a four-inch heel," Sir ordered casually. The clerk glanced at Him in surprise and looked at my expectant face, my eyebrows perked up, asking him what the delay was.
"Yes, sir." He quickly left and I giggled as Sir chuffed through His nose.
"Are you ready, Kitten?" He growled in my ear.
I grasped His hand, brought it to my mouth and gently bit the side of it. He chuffed again. He knew when I was fussy, but He never let me get away with anything: I'd be punished later. Between the promise of future play and the game with my pretty Clerk I was floating on Cloud Nine. Sir stepped behind me as the Clerk returned carrying several boxes. Placing them on the ground, he knelt before me and carefully removed the two inch heels I'd worn in. The chilled air in the store and the feel of his hands cupping my calf and ankle brought goosebumps to my skin. My Sir's nipples pressed against the light fabric of my blouse as I chewed by lower lip in excitement.
He lifted a pastel blue pump from the first box and slid it onto my foot. I lifted my leg as if to inspect it, and my loose skirt slid up my hip, revealing the top crease of my thigh. I pouted and turned my foot left, then right, feeling the material gather around my waist. Returning my foot to him I asked for something in a light pink. My Clerk knelt before me, a muscle in his cheek twitched as sweat sprouted on his upper lip, his eyes stayed on mine as I smiled innocently. My Sir had turned away and seemed to be engrossed in inspecting a black leather knee high. The Clerk nodded and his once clever fingers fumbled to undo the tiny clasp. He pulled a coral pump from it's nest of tissue paper and slid it on for me. Again I lifted my leg upwards, bringing it to shoulder level, and pivoted it back and forth. I heard his breath catch as he confirmed that I hadn't worn anything under my skirt.
"Sir!" I called. The Clerk flinched as Sir stepped up beside him and took hold of my leg. He pressed my knee into my breast, bringing my butt forward, exposing more of His pussy, as He took in the shoe. He ran His fingers along the straps, and a nail slid along the underside of my foot as He indulged my game. I kept my eyes on Him, but I could see the Clerk's mouth gape slightly as he stared, and heard the gasp when he realized there was a plug fitted into Sir's pretty asshole.
"Do you want to try on any others or will this do?" Sir asked as He released my leg. I smiled as the Clerk took my calf, his dry, smooth, hands now sweaty with excitement. I was satisfied, but not sated.
"I like these ones."
Sir nodded and handed the Clerk His credit card, "Pack these up".
"Yes, sir," the Clerk answered. The coral pump joined its twin and he helped me slip back into my shoes. Moments later he handed Sir a gift bag and His credit card, thanking us for our business. Sir nodded curtly and walked to the door. I followed after a moment, lifting the back of my skirt to my waist as I passed my pretty Clerk. I heard a faint click of a smart phone and bit my lips to keep from laughing as I let the material drop and joined my Sir outside.
I took His hand a swiftly led Him to the car. Before He could shut His door I had His pants open and His beautiful cock between my lips. Sir patted my head as I pulled more of His shaft into my sucking mouth. I knelt on the passenger seat, squeezing my thighs together desperately, as Sir pulled up my hem and stroked the full cheeks of His soon to be sore ass. He grasped the plug's knob and gave a light tug.
"Did you have fun, Kitten?"
I lifted my head and nodded, a trail of saliva and precum joined my lips to the head of His cock. His fingers wrapped in my hair, pulling at the roots, as He crushed His lips against mine. I gasped, feeling His tongue swirl in my mouth. I dropped back down, my thighs still grinding together in anticipation, and gently lifted His balls into my mouth as Sir started the engine to take us home.
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