AUTHOR = Andy G.
E-MAIL = otisblues@hotmail.com
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The mall was crowed but that was good, lots of choices. I watched the ladies walk by and picked a medium height attractive brunette. She was someone that not only thought, but knew, she was better than everyone else. She carried her Neiman Marcus bag proudly, her badge of upper class status. Yes, she would be a good one. I could see her narcissism stamped on her forehead. She was a real society bitch.
You see it was not long ago that I was a complete nobody. That was until I found the ring of power. Simply put, this little ring gives me control over just about everything. Where I once had no control over anything -- I was just a whimpering wimp -- now I have total control over just about anything or anyone I choose. I am still testing the waters over how much control I can yield.
"Come here, lady," I commanded as she walked by making it a point to act as if I were not there.
She looked startled that I would say something to her and a bit disgusted that I had the audacity to even look at her, much less tell her what to do.
"Yeah, I said come here," I said again. This got her full attention.
"What?" she responded. She was getting ready to really tell me what I could do when she noticed she already was walking toward where I was sitting.
"Just come here and be quiet," I said looking directly into her eyes.
She walked up to where I was sitting and I looked at the anger in her eyes. She just stood there looking down at me.
"Pull up your skirt and let me see your legs," I said with a smile.
"Go to hell, you little bastard!" she exclaimed but pulled up her skirt almost to her waist as she said this.
"Nice legs."
"What?" she said. She now noticed she was holding her dress up to the point I could see her panties. "My God, what am I doing?"
"You are following my instructions and doing a good job," I answered.
"No, there is no way this is happening. This is impossible."
"Oh yes, way, it is happening. Unbutton your blouse," I commanded.
"No, I am leaving," she said. She stared amazed at herself following my instructions. She unbuttoned the top button of her blouse revealing her black lacy bra.
As she understood her situation she screamed to the crowd, "Please, someone help me." No one responded because they were blind and deaf to what was transpiring.
"They can't hear you," I said. "Now let's see that bra you are wearing. Take off your blouse."
She complied and now had transformed from a halty narcissistic female to a frightened young female at my mercy. She now stood before me in a fashionable black bra that added shape to her 34-C breasts. Her creamy skin protruded from under the silky lace.
"That looks great. Now take your skirt off so I can get a better look."
"Please stop this. I don't know what is happening but please stop. I can't do this," she whimpered as she removed the dress and stood before me in nothing but bra, panties, stockings and shoes.
"Very nice. Turn around." She turned to show her black lace panties covering the creamy white skin of her ass. "Bend over, spread your legs, and touch your toes."
She bent over in a very unladylike fashion and I got a good look at her ass covered by the sheer silk of her panties.
"Ok, turn back around and take off the bra and let's see those tits."
"No," she whimpered as she removed the bra and revealed her perfect breasts with their dark nipples now hardened as they were exposed to the cool air.
"Stand tall, be proud," I instructed.
She straightened up a bit and pushed her boobs out for me to inspect with a look that had gone to terror. She could not believe what was happening and now knew she was powerless to stop me.
"Okay, remove the rest of your clothes but leave on the shoes."
"Please, mister, stop this. I will just go away and never tell anyone if you will just stop," she pleaded as she removed her panties revealing a very neatly trimmed bush above her slit. She now stood naked before me in red heels.
"Please, I can't stand this. This is not right," she pleaded.
"Yes, I think you can stand it and I even think you are beginning to enjoy it," I said as I probed the pleasure centers of her mind and gave a little push.
"Ohhhhh," she gasped in surprise at the sudden flow of endorphins that gave her a rush. "This just isn't happening," she whispered.
I gave a little push inside her clitoris while pushing her pleasure center in her brain. She almost fell to the floor but I maintained her balance with my will. I noticed sweat on her brow but I also noticed her nipples were puckered hard beans and there was a wetness between her legs.
"So it looks like you are beginning to enjoy this," I said in a sarcastic tone.
"No, I hate this, you are terrible," she said but at the same time I pushed again and she gave a long pleasurable sigh as her body shuttered in delight.
"No, please stop whatever it is that you are doing. It is not right. I have a husband and two young boys."
I pushed again and it was too much for her. Without my help, she began to grind her hips back and forth in a rhythmic sensual pattern. There was no doubt she was building toward a large orgasm that she could not control. As her sensations built, I gave a large push to both her pleasure center and her clitoris. She whined and cringed with an animalistic ecstasy that flowed through her body and mind. I let her sink to the floor as she shuttered in pure delight. It was doubtful she had ever had such an orgasm.
"Ohhhh my God," she whimpered as she lay in crumpled ball on the floor of the mall. I sat and watched her as she could not fully comprehend what had happened to her. She was still nude except for her shoes and she could not resist putting her hand between her legs to rub out the remainder of the orgasmic frenzy she had just experienced.
"Was it good for you?" I asked.
"What happened? How did you do that to me?" she asked as she looked up at me. She no longer had the bitchy attitude from a few moments earlier. "I have never felt that way. It was so good." she admitted.
"Okay, come over here and suck my dick," I said.
"What?" she exclaimed.
"Come over and suck my dick," I said as I exposed by eight inch hard dick to her.
"No, I can't do that. I don't even do that for my husband," she cried.
"Oh, you will do it to me, you little cunt. Now crawl over here on your hands and knees and get your hand off your pussy," I commanded.
I saw that she had not completely recovered from her massive multiple orgasms and was not even aware she had continued to rub her pussy.
"Oh my God," she said as she looked down at her hand and quickly stopped rubbing herself. "What have you done to me?"
"Come over here right now," I growled.
She looked up at me and slowly got to her knees. The sight of this shapely proper woman crawling across the floor like a dog sent a thrill straight through me. Yes, I would give her all my cum.
"Please just let me go," she begged.
"Shut up, you bitch, you're going to suck me and I will make you love it," I said as she knelt in front of me. "Stick you finger in your pussy, bitch."
She did as she was instructed.
"Now lick the pussy juice off your fingers."
"No please," she said as she licked her fingers.
I sat up and pushed my cock toward her face. "Lick it."
She reached over and licked the head, getting some pre-cum that had formed on my cock's pee hole.
"Now suck it," I said feeling my insides ready to pour forth its seed. Watching this proper stuck-up lady down on her knees with her wet pussy in the air sucking my cock was just too much.
"Ugggghhhh," she said with a mouth full of cock as the first stream of cum hit the back of her throat.
"Keep sucking and swallowed it all."
She had no choice, although a little cum leaked out the side of her mouth. I shot a large load and she took most of it. It was a most satisfying experience.
"Lick it all."
She was careful to clean all the cum off my dick.
The remainder of the mall traffic had no idea of what was happening in their mist.
"Okay, rub your pussy," I said as I got up.
Her hand moved between her legs to her still swollen clit.
"You will love the feel of your hand. Your excitement is building so you can't stand it but you can't cum until I say so," I commanded. G "No, please," she said as her hand worked furiously on his pussy. She was extremely excited but remained on the very edge of a magnificence orgasm.
I got up and walked into the crowd of passer byes as she watched me.
"Please," she begged thinking I would leave her unsatisfied.
"Okay," I said and released her to her orgasm but I also released everything.
As I walked into the crowd I heard her moaning and crying as she found delights of passion she had never known. I also heard the crowds of people gasp as they suddenly saw this woman lying in the middle of the floor masturbating.
The next day I read where she had been arrested but released to the custody of her husband. She was pending a psychiatric evaluation. I laughed thinking maybe she learned a lesson about how to treat others.
THE END
