The Downfall, Submission & Enslavement of Karen Taylor
Copyright© 2022 by Karen T
Chapter 51
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 51 - A rebellious and strong willed teenager’s determination to experiment upon and control the mind and even body of her Beautiful Blonde yet sexually tentative store manager Mother, leads to an ever growing desire within Karen’s daughter Chloe, one which sets in motion a train of events that will take her whole family into a world of psychological control, BDSM and sexual enslavement where long suppressed fantasies gradually become reality.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Fa/Fa Teenagers Blackmail Lesbian Heterosexual True Story Workplace Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Incest Mother Father Daughter BDSM MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Spanking Group Sex Black Male White Male White Female White Couple Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Public Sex Nudism
“Are you ready for a little venture you will need to drive to Chalk Farm north of Camden along the A1 it’s about 15-20 mins then when you get to the Roundhouse find a parking spot and go to one of the boutiques but do not go into Camden itself there are plenty of shops in that area inc shoe shops. Once you find what you are looking for, purchase a pair and go back to your car and ring me, then I will give further instructions, the courier should follow you in the distance.”
He rang off; I know that area fairly well. I have been to Camden many times not by myself though it has generally been with Chloe but have also been with Lisa and Kay two close female friends. I started the engine and off I went, I had not gone far when I noticed the motor cyclist following. I could see him through the rear view mirror; he kept his distance behind other cars. Although the journey was not far, the traffic was busy although the A1 is a fairly fast road but due to the build up of traffic this area was slow moving. I knew the area that Phil had mentioned which is just above Camden high street. The journey was painless, the micro skirt had risen up on my legs exposing my cunt easily. I resisted the urge to slip my hand between my legs but with my legs closed sitting in my car seat the spiked metal ball was resting against my clit, maybe was that I was thinking of the upcoming journey which had my clit twitching. When I eventually reached the Roundhouse it took ages to find a parking spot, a few times I had to go back on myself until I found somewhere I could park. The motor cyclist kept following but still kept his distance, he actually had to drive past as I was parking and eventually found somewhere himself. When I got out of my car and started walking when I turned the corner I looked back to see if he was following but he was still sitting on his bike.
I headed towards the Roundhouse. I thought that I could handle this task but as I started walking I felt a tingling in my pussy as my clit was twitching with a desire to touch the itch, the craving was growing strong much more so than it did while driving. I noticed a lot of people were looking in my direction, the skirt had risen higher exposing more than it should be. The micro skirt waistband was sitting on my hips, I was tempted to lower it some more, some people stood and stared as I walked past. I heard voices saying that ‘Look at those nipps, and is she naked under that skirt, she must be a total slut walking here dressed like that.’ Hearing the comments with every step the metal spiked ball was rubbing my clit between my thighs and with so many looking at me the sexual desire craving had gotten worse, and it was becoming unbearable. I went into a café and thought I could sit for a bit, calm down, and then return to shopping. There were only about a dozen tables in the café I found an empty one and waited for the waiter or waitress to take my order. I only wanted a coffee to gather my senses and to find one of those shoe shops. A young man walked to me with his notepad to take my order. He was staring at my tits, I was showing ample cleavage through the white vest and those nipples were like two bullets sticking out from my chest.
“May I take your order madam what would you like.”
I was tempted to say something vulgar as his face was glued to my tits; this was not helping my predicament. It looked as if his cock was growing by the bulge now appearing in his trousers however I just smiled at the young waiter.
“I’ll have an Americano please with two sugars and that is all I need thank you.”
He walked away. I tried to think desperately of nothing sexual in an attempt to calm my pussy down. I wanted to spread my legs to relieve the pressure on my clit but of course I couldn’t. The customers went about with their own conversations; yes they all seemed at varying times to look up at me. When the coffee arrived the waiter stood looking down at my practically exposed tits but also the expanse of naked legs that was being displayed. The transparent thong was not covering anything of my cunt; he walked away without saying anything. I sat there staring at vacant faces while drinking the coffee. I didn’t know how much it was so when I finished the drink I left a fiver and left the café.
As soon I started walking again once again my clit had a mind of its own, I had only gone a few steps and those feelings were back. I was sure this was contributed by how I was dressed, passersby had their mouths in aghast by my appearance, some looked visibly shocked and dismayed. No one spoke to me but could hear them sniggering; they could not hide their thoughts. I passed a few boutiques until I got to a shoe shop. Well really that call it a shoe shop as I walked in everything I could see were boots in various colours and sizes with outrageous high heels. A young assistant saw me hesitantly looking around. I saw her glance me up and down and made her way to me, she couldn’t have been much older than my daughter.
“Hi! I’m Chelsea. Can I help you, are you looking for anything specific today.”
“Hi yes a pair of strappy high heels. You seem to have mostly boots on display.”
“We do but we do have a section just over there that has shoes and we also have some outback which are not on display. I’m the store manager feel free to browse, if you see anything fancy let me know.”
“Ok thanks I will have a browse.”
Her eyes followed my long naked legs; there was only a small section that catered for shoes. There were only a few ankle strap sandals and none in the colour that I wanted. I picked up a few to inspect them, the assistant came and walked close to me looking at the few that had in my hand.
“This is only a smidge of the range of different sizes and colours; we do not have the room in the shop to display too many shoes as we mostly stock boots.”
I continued browsing but a pair caught my eye. A pair red similar to what I purchased from the adult shop although they had platform heels this pair however had a stiletto heel and slim crossed straps.”
“Do these come in size 6 with a 6 inch heel?”
“I’ll go and have a look, would you like to take a seat.”
I sat in one of the chairs that were strewn about the shop. I obeyed, realizing that the skirt was so short that my bare ass was on the chair. I crossed my legs in a vain attempt to cover my wet pussy; my enlarged clit still throbbed in fact crossing my legs made it worse. She disappeared into the stockroom while I waited.
Eventually she returned holding a red box.
“These are upper metallic coated leather with leather lining for comfort, the sole is manmade. These are the size you asked for size 6 with the heel height is also 6 inches with ankle buckle fastening and these you are lucky this is a clearance item, I’ll measure your feet it’s a general rule that we do with everyone as different manufacturers vary in size and, would like you to try these on.”
She picked up the foot measuring device and moved the measuring stool and waited for me to remove my shoes so that I could put my foot on the 45 degree slant. The young sales assistant knelt down to measure my feet making my legs open to slip my shoes off. The young sales assistant was staring down at my exposed pussy. I watched her eyes look up at my huge nipples protruding through the thin material, her head then lowered back to my pussy. She sat back a little taking what she was witnessing. Nothing was said between us.
I knew that she was looking directly at my cunt sitting in the skirt did not cover my cunt in the slightest; the bikini bottoms’ elastic strip had completely disappeared between my cunt lips. In the position that she was in I wondered if she could smell my aroma emitting from my cunt and could see the piercing between my legs. If so, she never said nothing. While she proceeded to measure both feet and confirmed what I already knew - that I’m a size 5 ½ shoe. The assistant had put the measuring device on the footstool causing either leg to open and to be at an angle of 45 degrees, by now the micro skirt had risen up even further. I knew that my cunt lips were parted and that my enlarged clitoris was fully exposed, this flimsy material did not cover anything. In fact my legs being open relieved the pressure on my clit. Her stare was mostly towards my open legs. I thought that the assistant was a little flustered by what she was seeing.
She helped me by putting my right foot into the sandal and buckled up the ankle strap. This was repeated with my left foot. I stood and walked back and forth and by walking the short distance once again my clit started to twitch and pulsate
“They seem to be comfortable; I stood in front of the low mirror inspecting my feet and admiring my ankles, how much are they.”
“As I said they are in a sale they are £105.50 down from £145, I noticed that there are a few other designs which are also in the same heel size at the back; I’ll go and fetch them.”
The assistant stood and disappeared into the stockroom. I sat back down and looked down into the low floor mirrors inspecting the sandals. I swung my foot, which due to the way I had my legs crossed when sitting, by doing so put pressure on my horny clit. My clitoris pulsated and tingled like an itch which would not go away. I had already purchased a pair from the adult shop but I do like the feel and look of these. I do like heels they make my legs look longer.
“Hi,”
A teen boy said, waving from the stock room entrance. He looked to be only about 16 years old. He was dressed in typical teen boy attire jeans and a t-shirt.
“Hi,”
He came over to me, extended his hand, “Hi I’m Jason” His eyes nearly popped out of his head when he got a good look at me. My skirt barely covered my bottom on the chair and my legs were fully on display, practically up to my pussy. My erect nipples were visible, and they poked out obscenely.
I extended my hand demurely, “Hi Jason. It’s nice to meet you.” His gaze firmly on my tits, then he dropped his gaze down to my naked thighs and beyond.
“The manager is in the back getting some shoes for you, these days it’s mainly boots. I’ll go and help and grab a few others?”
After a few minutes, they returned, each carrying several shoe boxes. Jason put the shoe boxes down in front of me close to where I was sitting and then he retrieved another footstool. The shop was not large and mostly catered for the unusual, we were the only three in there. Both now sat on different foot stools and each grabbed my ankles, Chelsea had taken my right and Jason my left, and slowly put both feet onto the stools now my legs spread wide and my knees were elevated. My naked pussy was in full view of the teens helping me. My cunt lips had sprung open and my large fat clitoris stood completely exposed alone with the piercing. The skirt had ridden up onto my waist and my lower body was fully naked. I could feel my clitoris pulsating. Both glanced at each other as they took their time unbuckling and removing the sandals. It must have been an obscene sight. I looked at both teens, I could clearly see that the young boy had a raging hard-on pressing against his jeans.
The seat that I was in faced the bottom of the mirrors for customers to check their footwear. I was looking back at my exposed cunt. Fuck I love seeing it so exposed the thought of my clitoris as I viewed the scene my pussy was leaking my clitoris was throbbing, my hands gripped the seat my labia gaped my engorged erect clit sat fully exposed through the transparent material. The teenager’s eyes were firmly between my legs.
“Oh my!” Chelsea said. “Someone looks a little ... uncomfortable is that right Jas.”
I looked up at her. Then to Jason who kept staring at my soaking wet, wide open bald pussy and my piercing with his mouth open. My focus was on the large bulge in the front of the boy’s jeans Chelsea held her clamped left hand on my ankle and held it down on the stool. Jason shook his head to revive himself from the shock of seeing my naked pussy. He looked over at Chelsea with an assurance nod.
“Maybe Jason would like to have some more fun a little later. Here, try these black sandals next,” She said.
Chelsea pulled the sandals out of the box. I gasped when I saw them. They were nothing more than a couple of thin black straps connected to thin stiletto high heels which were around 8 inches high. Jason and Chelsea quickly had them strapped around my ankles; my legs were still spread wide with a foot on each stool and pulled me to my feet. They held my hands as I stood to steady myself and then when they let go of me so I could adjust my skirt. Jason was only a few feet away from me looking directly at my exposed ass; I teetered on the heels for a few seconds. I looked to the shop window and at the thigh length boots displayed there were two pairs, one black and the other blue both were in leather Chelsea told me to walk as I took a few careful steps up and down the aisle with my naked ass and pussy on display. For some reason I walked towards the window eyeing those boots, the blue ones I rather liked, I managed to walk back although unsteady
“These are classy these are Fuck me Heels just right for what you are wearing I have a bright pink pair which are also strappy.”
“Please ... I can barely walk,” I pleaded with her.