Chapter 3

I stepped out of my front door and onto the stoop feeling completely naked. The only garment I was allowed was a sheer white swimsuit cover. The hem fell just a couple of issues below my pussy – my newly bald pussy. Of course, I was naked underneath. I wasn’t permitted to wear anything else, other than the flip flops on my feet. I scanned the area and, I was happy to see that none of my neighbors were outside. Or was I really happy? The thought of being seen dressed like this sent a tingle to by already engorged clit and I felt juices start to leak out of my pussy and onto my thighs.

I snapped out of my daydream and moved quickly to follow instructions. Ms. Connor got into the passenger seat and watched as I made several trips back and forth until all the bags containing the clothes she deemed unacceptable were loaded into the trunk.

The hem of my “dress” kept riding up as I walked. I had to pull it down each time I loaded bags into the trunk to prevent my ass and pussy from coming into view. It was more of a reflex. Part of me wanted to just let everything hang out. Show the world my bald horny pussy. I could feel my slippery thighs rub against each other as I walked.

Ms. Connor was focused on her phone, texting away, as I drove. It was a short drive to the nearest clothing drop, which was in the corner of the parking lot of a large grocery store. It was crowded closer to the store, but there wasn’t anyone near the bin. Ms. Connor made me park about fifty feet away. She wanted me to be out and exposed as I walked back and forth.

I popped the trunk and opened the driver’s door when Ms. Connor grabbed my wrist. “Come around to this side first.”

I did as I was told. I got out of the car, being careful to keep my thighs closed. I pulled my hem down and walked around to the passenger side of the car. Ms. Connor opened her door and re-adjusted my dress so the hem was just above my butt cheeks, barely coving my pussy. “Don’t pull it down,” she instructed. “Get busy.”

I walked around to the trunk and leaned over to grab two bags. I tried to be careful to keep my hem in place, but I felt it ride up in the back a bit. I walked the fifty feet to the bin with one bag in front and one in back, trying to cover up. The bin was tall and I would have to reach up to put the bags in. I couldn’t lift both at the same time, so I put one bag down and lifted the first one up and in. I looked down and my pussy was in full view. I quickly scanned the area. No one was close by and I grabbed the second bag and practically tossed it in.

Instinctively, I reached down and pulled the hem of my dress back into place. I winced as soon as I realized what I had done, knowing I wasn’t allowed to fix my dress. I looked up to see that Ms. Connor was watching. I hiked it back up to where Ms. Connor had originally placed it and started to walk back to the car. The passenger door opened, and Ms. Connor waved me over to her side of the car.

“I told you not to pull your hem down.” She chided me.

“I ... I thought you meant ... I put it back where you had it.” I felt like a child trying to avoid punishment. “My bottom was showing ... My horny pussy!” How did I let this twenty-year-old put me in this position? Why did it make me so fucking horny? I clenched my thighs, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. It was like I was desperate to pee, but I was desperate for something else. Something I wasn’t allowed to have right now. If she allowed me, I’d have made myself cum right there in the parking lot.

She opened her large pocketbook and pulled out a mini flogger. It had a short handle that fit into her palm with about a dozen foot-long leather straps. She swung her legs out of the car and put her feet down in the asphalt, staying seated on the seat.

“Turn around and touch your toes.” She ordered, and I obeyed not wanting to anger her further. When I bent over, I felt my dress come up and over my butt. I was completely exposed to Ms. Connor, my ass facing the car, which provided some cover.

SMACK!! SMACK!! She started rhythmically flogging my naked ass. I bit my lip, not wanting to cry out and attract attention. I counted about a dozen swats before she stopped and asked me to turn around. I did as I was told and resisted pulling my hem down, clenching my thighs the whole time. My pussy and reddened ass were completely exposed. I didn’t dare look around to see if anyone was watching.

She grabbed my hem and started to pull it down, but then quickly yanked it up and over my tits. I was naked right there in the parking lot. I almost came as I squeezed my thighs together.

She swatted my belly quick, “Stop that, you horny slut. No cumming! Spread your legs and put your hands on your head.” Again, I did as I was told. I spread my legs wide, knowing that’s what she wanted. I felt my pussy yawn open and juices run out.

I saw Ms. Connor look around the parking lot. Apparently seeing no witnesses, she started in on my engorged nipples. SMACK!! SMACK!! A dozen quick slaps fell on my nipples.

“Fix yourself and get those bags in the bin so we can get to the mall.” She ordered.

I stood still for a minute, disappointed. I thought she was going to punish my pussy. My horny pussy deserved to be punished, didn’t it? After all, I pulled my hem down to cover it, so wouldn’t it make sense that it should be punished?

Realizing why I wasn’t moving, Ms. Connor said, “No! I’m not spanking your sloppy wet pussy. You’d probably cum and I don’t want that yet.”

I adjusted my dress, so it barely covered my pussy, just a little higher than Ms. Connor had originally set it, just to be sure I pleased her. I wondered if the redness on my ass and tits showed through. Would people see that I had been punished like a naughty slut?