Chapter 52

“I hope you enjoyed the walk to the shops and what did you buy and why did you take so long.”

“I had a coffee before I found a shoe shop and when I went into that shop which had sold mostly boots but there were a few pairs of heels in the design that you asked for. The assistant was very helpful helping me, those types were located in the stockroom and not on display and at that time I was the only customer”

“Good girl, did the assistant comment on how you were dressed, bet that must have raised a few eyebrows, soon I will be checking them out. Monday when you come to work I’ll expect you to be wearing them and if you do not carry out the next instruction then Monday I’ll also expect you to be wearing that nice short black skirt that you are wearing today, is that clear. I may even show the lads in the warehouse if you refuse.”

“I can’t go to work wearing these heels let alone this skirt. What will all the staff think, don’t be silly about this skirt, this skirt cannot be really called a skirt this more like a wide belt this is only supposed to worn over leggings.”

“Karen your manager, I’m sure he would approve, let alone all the boys in the warehouse especially if you were wearing stockings and the micro skirt and don’t forget knickers are prohibited. Is it stocktake Monday, maybe I will allow you to wear only stockings while we carry out the stocktake? I know that you will cherish my cock while on your knees sucking me off and shooting my spunk down your throat or give you a nice facial without wiping my mess off. What will the lads think when you walk back. So then Karen you had better abide by my instructions today or those photos that you took of yourself in your garden will be sent to half a dozen of your contacts, you remember Karen I have cloned your contact details into my phone.”

“Why are you doing this to me? What have I done to deserve this treatment? Have I displeased you in some way?”

“Not in the least Karen, we are only just getting started, this is something that I know that you like dressing like a slut, I also know that you love sucking cock you have already proved that. I also know that you had a good time in dad’s dungeon with Michael, me and two of my friends along with my Mother. Michael has the hots for you and is looking forward to getting you pregnant and carrying his child. Who will succeed with this accomplishment and who would be the Father, it will be fun finding it out. Karen now onto the business that you came for. These Instructions and directions you will need to follow to the letter. You will need to head towards the Roundhouse then continue on the high street and under the rail bridge crossing the canal where a lot of the markets are with its warren of fashion and curiosities and its labyrinth open-air markets. If you have never gone before it’s a haven of counterculture and the area is very popular with tourists, I have been many times. When you get to the Camden tube station, continue along the high street until you see the tube station Mornington Crescent. When you see that you need to turn left unfortunately that is a one way street going the wrong way so you will have to continue on Hampstead road until you see the direction that you will need. Once found head towards Kings Cross but before you reach Kings Cross you will see some derelict buildings. Drive past an old industrial estate that is no longer in use, most of those buildings are boarded up, and that area is due for a complete renovation. When you reach the t-junction you need to turn left heading away from Kings Cross, continue over the hump bridge then passing two turns on your right, when you come to the third turning on that corner you will notice a pub and when you turn right there is a sex shop which will be on your left and find a parking spot across from the sex shop. As long as you follow my directions you should not get lost. Just remember to go past Mornington Crescent tube station and once you find the correct way to go, which should be the first or second turn on your left otherwise you will end up at Kings Cross.”

“Fuck what if I get lost with all these one way streets, I know Camden but have never driven past the railway station as I have always parked further along one of the side streets near Sainsbury’s.”

“I’m sure you will find your way. When you turn left passing Mornington Crescent and you get to the tall cranes where the builders are demolishing a lot of buildings there is a big blue builder’s sign on the wall. It is not far from the disused industrial estate. When you see the tall cranes on your left go past until you come to the t-junction, there is a road sign pointing towards Kings cross remember to turn left otherwise you will be going in the wrong direction. It is only about 200 yards to where the pub and the sex shop is located. When you get there Karen park up just past the sex shop you will notice there is a phone box at the end of the parking area, wait by the phone box, I know that phone number I will call you when you get there so make sure you are there. The courier who delivered the package and who took those three photos has also been following you, he will follow from a distance and will inform me when you park up.”

With that he hung up, so I was to drive myself through Camden High street. I removed the new high heel sandals as I knew that I could not drive in these, I always carry a pair of flats under the car seat mainly used for driving. I started the engine and had to turn around and go back to the roundhouse roundabout. I drove past the motorcyclist who sat somewhat nonchalantly waiting for me. By the time I reached the roundabout the courier had started to follow me, it was of course busy and all the traffic was slow moving. I passed the shoe shop where I had purchased the sandals and the encounter with Jason, I know that area fairly well. I looked at my phone to check the time, 1.15 and drove passing Camden tube station and soon I was at the intersection with Mornington Crescent tube station. So far so good, I was completely oblivious of anyone peeping in through the car windows as people walked past, at least the traffic was flowing freely again. It was the second turn that I needed; the first was a one way street going in the wrong direction with a no entry sign. It was a long road with high buildings but I could see tall yellow and red cranes and with a break through some builders I guessed this is what Phil was talking about. Soon I saw a big blue metal gate with a yellow sign on the metal gate saying Woodys Demolition so at least this was correct and as I followed the road soon I came to a t-junction. There was not much traffic passing I could see the pub on the main road to my left; the pub was just passed the corner on the right where the disused industrial area must be. I sat there briefly contemplating what may be in store. It was then I noticed in my rear mirror a motor cyclist approaching was it the same person from earlier I assumed so. That fear in my heart started pounding when the motorcyclist stopped a little down from where I was. I looked down at my phone 1.26, 10 minutes that was not bad. Phil had said to me to be at that phone booth but he hadn’t stipulated a time, my heart was still pounding in my chest and now my clit had started to pulsate as well with the anticipation of what was to follow. I couldn’t wait any longer, I turned left at the junction and yes about 200 yards further along I saw the entrance of this disused area on the right. I drove slowly and suddenly I saw the motorcyclist turn in the same direction that I was going. I drove over the hump bridge and approached the entrance and turned right into this street, the sex shop was on my left. Just past the sex shop was a car parking area and beyond was a phone booth.

I pulled over into the parking area. I saw Phil’s car parked there but no sign of him, two other cars were also parked. Looking at the sex shop it looked as if it was closed maybe because of the time of day. I lowered my driver’s window and looking back into the rear mirror; the motorcyclist had stopped just before the turning and seemed to be just sitting on his bike watching me. Well I said to myself fuck I’m here now you fucker, I slipped my flats off and opened my car door and placed both legs outside and did up the buckles of the new sandals onto my feet knowing full well that my legs were spread and my cunt was completely exposed sitting in this position, at least no one was around to see. Phil had said to wait by the phone box however and almost immediately after I had finished doing them up the silence was broken by the ringing of the phone inside the phone box, I quickly jumped out of my car and pushed the door shut and rushed to the phone booth and picked up the phone.

“Good girl, I assume that my directions were good. Shortly I will give you instructions but first Karen go back to your car, you will notice that my car is parked in the parking area there is another car parked there, when you get there remove the black skirt and the white vest and leave them on the seat of the car. Leave your shopping either in the car or in the boot and take NOTHING else with you not even your handbag especially not your phone. Oh! Except for a lipstick container and leave your keys in the car and be at the phone booth in 5 minutes and wait for my call. Since it is a warm sunny day you should be warm enough just wearing your bikini.”

Before I had time to argue or say anything the phone went silent, I returned the handset back onto the hook of the phone box. Somewhat red-faced and seething with anger with what was he was saying to me was absurd that is why the fucker had me wearing this bikini and knew that this transparent pink bikini wanted me dressed provocatively. I had to think quickly, there was no time for deliberations to discuss the situation that I found myself in. Again I rushed to my car and looked around, there didn’t look to see if anyone was around, in fact there was only the sex shop and these two cars and mine, I assumed the other one belonged to someone who was working in that shop although it looked closed. I hesitated about removing my clothes and what else Phil could want from me. My initial thought was that I was going to be made to walk into the sex shop after all my last and only experience in the adult sex shop was rather fruitful was this what Phil wanted and if it was how the fuck did he know about my only previous experience. He said to be back at the phone box in 5 minutes, looking beyond my car the motorcyclist had stopped at the entrance on the turning and sat watching me so there I was removing the white vest then slipping the black skirt down my legs and stepping out from it. I gathered both items, folded them and placed them on the car seat. Undone my handbag and retrieved my lipstick and then placed my phone in my bag. Instantly I looked back to the main road and although a car drove past the courier was still sitting on his motorbike and still wearing the head visor preventing his face from being seen. He must have called Phil when I reached the parking area and was now looking directly at me standing by the side of my car standing practically naked in the sheer transparent ridiculous bikini and with my nakedness which was clearly obvious. The sun was beating down on my naked, my erect nipples stood out like two bullets through this flimsy material and why the fuck was my clit playing havoc, it was itching, twitching and pulsating in fact I wanted to give it a quick rub under this piece of specific material which supposedly constituted a bikini thong. I moved the shopping bag from the backseat and placed it under the parcel shelf so that it was out of the way. I removed my keys and placed them in the glove box. I then moved my handbag again under the backseat parcel shelf then closed the car door, thankfully I never carry much cash but my cards are in my purse. Leaving my car keys I knew that was rather risky but Phil had instructed me to do so, in my mind we both worked at the same company and I thought he would not do anything to jeopardize our relationship.

I Looked at myself in the reflection of the car window wearing this ridiculous bikini if one could call it that. It was way too small for me, my tits were oozing out in all directions and it barely covered my areolas and those two nipples stuck out like two bullets. I redid the tie around my neck in an attempt to lift my tits up a little more, not that the material gave them any support, and the thong! Well that covered nothing. I knew when outside that the material bunched up when I walked it barely covered anything and I knew from past experience that walking will only make the thin line between my legs fold into my cunt. I became increasingly aware of my nakedness as unfortunately this all had an impact on my sexual arousal. Fuck this was the middle of the day and broad daylight.

Nervously, I left my car and proceeded to the phone booth and to wait for further instructions from Phil. As I walked in this scantily pink bikini towards the phone which was close to the sex shop my clit was just the same as when I first started walking roughly an hour ago it started to throb and twitch and my tits were bouncing freely not having any support for them which was also causing my nipples to throb. As I waited anxiously in the booth, I looked over and beyond the sex shop, the motorcyclist was still there, I dare he was he in constant communication with Phil and was he feeding him the information of where I was and of how I was dressed. Thoughts went through my mind at how stupid I was to leave the keys in the car as it also contained my house key.

Two young black males rode past the sex shop on their bikes coming from the same direction that I had come from and they came to a stop when they saw me practically naked in the phone booth. They were chatting to each other out of earshot; one of these young men took out his phone. Fuck I wanted to scream at them and to tell them to fuck off; I had nothing to cover my nudity. The young man was talking on his phone I became fidgety and uneasy and was making small movements with my body. My anxiety grew as the number of young men increased and I made a vain attempt to conceal my white ass cheeks by standing with my back towards the phone booth.

Although in truth these phone booths were mainly glass all around. My tits were bulging out of the sides of the bikini top which did not cover very much. Phil must have deliberately sent a bikini two sizes or three smaller, having to guess my size and wanted it as small as possible. With my prominent erect long nipples poking out of the flimsy material which had rapidly become even more erect from their lewd stares and jokes. As I squirmed uncomfortably, the scandalously thin thong had crept between by cunt lips and the shortness of the bikini thong that my labia would be easily showing. Anyone glancing at me it would be plain obvious that my pubic area was completely shaved as the ridiculous tiny triangle and the thinness of the material hid nothing. The thin material which had slipped between my cunt lips although my legs were closed my inner thighs pressed against the small metal spiked ball on my clitoris. I knew that I couldn’t stand there trying to adjust the material or trying to relieve further pressure on my clit. These young men all had bicycles and were laughing at me and some were using vulgar language towards me as I vainly attempted to cover my tits with my hands, once I placed my left arm across my tits and with my right hand trying to cover my practically exposed my cunt. The minutes passed, a couple of these youths were shouting to me ‘Get them tits out. C’mon girl gives a proper show. Give em a wiggle. Look at those nipples. Lift your arms over your head girl don’t hide those tits’ Someone else shouted ‘What the fuck are you doing here, looks as if you’re here for some fun.’ It was humiliating hearing these comments but I said nothing. Finally the phone rang; I opened the glass door and stepped into the booth as six of these black youths crowded around the sides peering through the glass windows in different directions. I nervously picked up the phone causing me free my arm that had been attempting to cover my tits. Phil identified himself and started talking