Carole\'s Big Mistake

  Carole’s Big Mistake

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All characters are fictitious.  This is fantasy not real.  This is an adult story and should not be read by or to children.  It is good to be back writing.  My health stopped my Owned Teacher story and I work slower now but I thought I would give it another shot.

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Chapter 5

Carole slowly opened her eyes looking around trying to figure out where she was.  Suddenly it all came back to her as she realized she was naked on the floor and saw her audience and the camera.  She immediately was ashamed of herself and disgusted with what she had done.  Her body had betrayed her and she had totally shamed herself to satisfy her basest needs.  She began to sob and curled into a fetal position on the salon floor.

LC walked over and grabbing her slave by the hair pulled her up and sat her in the chair. “Stop that crying.  You got exactly what you wanted.  Now dry those eyes we have other things places to go.”

Carole managed to stop crying and sat quietly as her hair and make-up were repaired and her pussy was washed and dried with an adding bit of stimulant to her clit.  Her breasts were also wiped dry and had stimulant added to the nipples. She was ordered to dress in her clothes which were returned to her.  Then LC told her to give each of the women who worked on her a big hot kiss as a thank you.  Carole did as ordered and had to give several kisses until LC was satisfied.  The kisses provided an opportunity for each woman to rub against her nipples and Carole could feel herself becoming excited again, much to her disgust.

LC led Carole to her car where she again sat in the passenger seat. Carole focused her eyes on her red toe nails and red finger nails without speaking as LC started the car and headed for the next destination.  “We are going to the mall and there will be none of this crying. You will behave as a grown woman and control yourself or you will be very sorry.

The two women went to the International Mall in Tampa.  They started their shopping in MACYS and SAKS. In each store LC sat in comfortable overstuffed chairs as Carole tried on gown after gown, each sleek and formfitting.  She also tried on party dresses and sundresses.  Each time she had to get dressed and then walk out for LC to decide and the go change into the next outfit.  When they were completed LC had her buy several gowns and dresses which would be picked up the next day for delivery.  Carole was concerned at the amount of money LC was having her spend but was afraid to say anything. As they were leaving Saks Carole asked, “Mistress may I use the restroom?” She had waited as long as she could.

“Since you have improved your behavior somewhat you may but you must use the men’s room and leave the stall door open.”

Carole couldn’t believe what she had just heard.  How could she possibly do that? But her need was compelling and her pussy was leaking again as the stimulant was doing its work to keep her body charged.  “Yes Mistress,” she replied hoping to get through this task with limited embarrassment. All hope of a quick visit to the men’s room in an uncrowned area disappeared as LC led her to the food court area and the most crowded of all restroom areas.

Carole considered not going but knew that she had painted herself into a corner and her mistress would only make matters worse if she didn’t go to the restroom since she had requested going. As Carole was about to head to the restroom LC called to her, “Please get me a diet Coke before you go.” Carole’s need was becoming urgent but she headed to one of the counters and ordered her Mistress a diet coke.  She then took the drink and a straw to her mistress, “ Here you are Mistress.”

“Thank you slave.  Now one more thing. I want you to open all but one button on your blouse before you go to the restroom and do not rebutton them till I give you permission. You can choose which button to leave buttoned.”

Carole’s  mind went to work trying to figure our which button would leave her least exposed. She never thought of refusing which caused LC to smile inwardly. Carole chose to keep the third button which was just below her breasts buttoned and undid the others.  She felt fairly well covered.

In order to expose her slave to the most people and increase her distress LC told her to get her a piece of pizza before going to the restroom.  The pizza shop was all the way across the food court and Carole could see there was a long line. Carole fighting tears which she knew would anger her Mistress walked slowly across the food court with her breasts swaying and her sensitive nipples rubbing even more of the material.  She was bothered by her need to pee and by the desire again building deep in her being. It took about 15 minutes to finally get the pizza and return to her Mistress. Carole was in pain with the need to go.

“You may go now slave but you must let anyone who wishes touch you but you are not to be penetrated in any way.  Touch only.”

“Thank you Mistress” , said Carole. An extremely frightened woman hurried off to the men’s restroom. When she pushed open the door to the men’s room she was met by a crowd.  At first no one seemed to notice but Carole knew that wouldn’t last. She  moved to the last vacant stall and heard, “Holy shit that’s a woman.”.  She knew her privacy was done.

A crowd quickly gathered at the open door to her stall.  Carole avoided her eyes and lowered her shorts putting her newly bared pussy on display as she quickly sat down. With everyone watching and the comments she could not avoid hearing, peeing was difficult.  One of the men reached out and tentatively touched her breast through her open blouse.  When Carole did nothing to stop him. He got more bold and opened the last button and put her breasts on display for all to see. Carole was becoming very frighten as the situation was fast getting out of control. His hands seemed to be everywhere and others were reaching in touching her. Going to the bathroom was out of the question.  Suddenly ,out of nowhere, she heard this booming deep voice telling everyone to back off.  When no one moved they were suddenly pulled backwards with ease and Carole found a huge black man standing in the door of her stall.

Even being from Chicago Carole had little experience with blacks and was actually afraid of them.  They intimidated her.  He spoke “ Let the little lady do her business then I’m sure she will give us all a good look and maybe allow us to touch her tanned body.”  He stood blocking the door watching the cowering woman in the stall.  “We don’t want to wait all day miss so please hurry,“  he said .

Carole did her best to relax and finally a trickle began which became a torrent splashing in the bowl for all to hear.  Her entire body blushed red as the black man watch and the other began to applaud.  “Now young lady since these nice gentlemen were kind enough to let you use their restroom I think you should remove that blouse and leave those shorts on the floor and come out here so they can get a good look.”

Not knowing what else to do Carole took her blouse off and stepped out of her shorts and into the main restroom area. The black man seemed to be in control and he ordered her to stand in the middle of the room hands behind her head as the men all look and touched her breasts and ass.  Since she kept her legs closed no one forced their fingers into her pussy but they did examine the hairless slit.  After what seemed an eternity the black man ordered carol to get dressed and the men to leave.  Carole dressed and followed the black man out of the restroom.   No words were exchanged and Carole headed for her mistress fighting back tears at the humiliation she had suffered but thankful to the man who protected her from the others.

LC had an idea what happen. The black man was a friend of hers that she had arranged to be there for this very exercise.  She did not want anything bad to happen to her new slave but her slave couldn’t know that.

By the time Carole reached her mistress she was still shaking and her face showed the fear and humiliation  she had experienced.  “So tell me slave, did you go to the bathroom?”, asked LC.

“Yes mistress,” answered Carole in a quivering voice.

“”Did anything exciting happen slave?”

“Yes Mistress,” responded Carole.  She proceeded to tell Mistress everything that happen in the restroom, leaving nothing out.  She was ashamed and yet so excited by the situation she had experienced.

“Did you get the man’s name slave?”, asked LC.

“No Mistress.”

“Well how can you thank him if you don’t even know who he is.  Go and find him right now.;” ordered LC.

Carole hurried off into the mall knowing she had to find him.  She walked very quickly not realizing the show her bouncing breasts were creating.  About halfway down the mall she found him.  She politely asked if he would come with her so she could introduce him to (she hesitated a moment) her Mistress.  He smiled inwardly and putting his arm around her allowed himself to be led back to the food court and LC.  When they got there she said, ”Mistress this is the man who protected me in the men’s room.”

LC and the black man spoke to each other totally ignoring Carole completely. After a few minutes of conversation LC addressed  Carole’” Slave this gentleman placed his own safety on the line getting between you and the mob you had created in the restroom. You owe him the best apology you can give.  Take him out to his truck and thank him as he should be thanked but don’t take all day we have more shopping to do.”

Carole understood what her Mistress was telling her and she was immediately ready to balk but she thought he did save her and she had been ordered to do this so she had no choice.  The man put his arm around her and lead her out into the heat of the afternoon heading for his truck. Carole was very self-conscious as the couple walked from the mall. They walked a good way across the lot to a large black hummer.  A fitting car for the powerful black man she was now expected to “thank”.  He opened the door and started the truck and then lifted her into the back seat.

“Well young lady how do you propose to thank me for saving you from multiple rapes and abuse?”

“What would you like me to do Sir?” asked Carole.

“Well I think you are the one thanking me so you should decide what I deserve.”

Carole was put in a position of having to make the first move.  She tried to stall by taking her clothes off slowly but her Mistress’s voice in the back of her mind reminded her to “not be too long”.  Once she was naked she looked around the truck to see if anyone was watching but no one seemed to be.  Her red tipped fingers moved to his pants and opened the belt and pulled down the zipper.  She could feel her pussy leaking on the seat as she reached inside to wrap her fingers around the biggest cock she had ever felt. As she brought his swollen organ into the open a moan escaped her lips.  She began sliding her hand up and down the 10” of hard flesh.  She tried to resist the urge but could not and leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head tasting the precum.  His hands found her breasts and began to work on her nipples.  Pinching and twisting them as Carole moans around the pole on her mouth..   She slid her mouth down as far as she could trying to get as much cock in her mouth as possible. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock sucking the precum down her throat.  After sucking and licking for several minutes Carole felt herself lifted over the huge cock as she guided it into her hot hole.  She orgasmed immediately as he had her sliding up and down his large cock.  When she got it all into her it had reached areas that had never felt a cock before. She came again and again as she sucked the black mans thick tongue to keep from screaming out her pleasure. He had miraculous staying power and she soon was totally spend but he kept lifting her up and down on is his cock until she felt him shooting load after load into her stuffed pussy.  This sent her into a final orgasm that caused her to black out completely.

As Carole came back to the world of the living she became aware of where she was and of the depravity she had willing indulged in.  She could feel the hot cum and shrinking cock in her pussy and the fact that she had allowed herself to cheat on her beloved David.  A sob caught in her throat as she tried to rise from the black cock still inside her. She found herself held in place by the strong arms of the black man who had touched her in places no one had ever touched and sent her to a place women only dream of seeing. She felt his grip loosening and heard him order her to clean him.

Thoroughly  ashamed Carole climbed off the cock and lowered her mouth to clean the mixed juices from his manhood. She used her tongue to clean his cock and balls and then placed them back in his pants as ordered.  Then he suggested she use her fingers to clean herself as much as possible and lick them clean since she did have to return to the mall.  As Carole sat naked in the backseat scooping cum mixed with her juices from her pussy and eating it her mind was in complete chaos. Once she had cleaned herself as much as she could he made her lick the seat clean and even a couple of spots on the carpet.  She could not imagine that this was her doing these things. He then kissed her sliding his tongue deep into her mouth and had her dress.  With a swat on the ass he sent her back to the mall. “Tell your lady friend that for being untrained you were pretty good.”

Carole walked slowly back into the mall.  LC saw her enter immediately and was please that she was walking gingerly and had the well fucked look pasted to her face.  When she got to LC she told her what the man had said.  She received no response and was taken by the arm and led out of the food court back into the mall.

Their next stop was THE LIMITED where Carole again tried on clothes pick out by her mistress.  The store was much more suited for teens but LC had her trying on short skirts, flair skirts, jumpers, tank tops, and sheer blouses.  After purchasing several to be delivered the next day they went to THE GAP, another teenage type store.  After trying on and purchasing more of the same including some cotton teen panties with pictures on them and some ankle and knee socks they moved on to BAKER’S SHOES.  By this time Carole was exhausted and hungry.  She mentally totaled the amount spent so far and was shocked at the amount.  Thankfully Dave made excellent money and she paid the bills.

At the shoe store Carole once again paraded past LC in shoe after shoe.  Each with at least a 4” heel, most higher. She purchased at LC order several pair of shoes including a pair of saddle shoes and a pair of 5” heeled plastic shoes.  Most of the purchases had ankle straps and showed off her bright red toes. Carole began to wonder where all this was leading but she felt helpless to stop it. “Just one more stop for today slave and the we can head home,” announced LC.

The final stop was at VICTORIA’S SECRET.  This store was by far the most embarrassing for Carole.  She models all sorts of lingerie for LC who is seated in the store so that Carole must show herself to any customers who may be in the store. She tried bustiers,  corsets, bras with nipple holes, camisoles, garter belts, nylons, crotch less panties, crotch less pantyhose, teddies, thongs, transparent robes, ¼ cup bras and basques. Again many items were purchased for delivery the next day. The two headed for the car and LC drove the two home. 

Carole’s mind was overloaded with guilt and pleasure.  She felt like a complete failure as a wife for betraying Dave yet she had never felt so completely satisfied in her life.  This made her feel even worse.  She could not deny this woman nor could she deny herself and the sick pleasure she had experienced all day.  She had spent thousands of dollars and never questioned this woman.  Why?  She had allowed herself to be repeatedly publicly humiliated and loved it.  Why?  She had been completely unfaithful to her loving husband with a BLACK man and had the best orgasms of her life. Why?  She knew this was all wrong yet there was no way to stop it.  She didn’t want to stop feeling the feelings she had.  She was totally deprived and beyond hope.  She should just go to hell now and get it over with.