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neat landing strip about an inch wide and three inches long directly above an otherwise clean shaven mound.
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    Standing there stark naked, well apart from my heels and hose, that is, I felt more vulnerable than ever. As his eyes fastened onto my slit I could feel the pressure building inside of me, heading for another orgasm. I knew from the feeling emanating there that my outer labia were puffy and spread open, I could feel my clit attempting to burrow its way out of the confining folds of flesh.
    He motioned toward the counter and I knew he wanted me to don the kinky outfit he had handed me earlier. There wasn’t much to it, just a few scraps of transparent black netting, with a couple of straps to go over the shoulders and two laces to tie in front. The panties were the same material, no crotch band so I immediately realised seconds after pulling them on my secretions would make a visible wet patch on them.
    Briefly I considered putting the panties on first but then realised he would probably prefer me to put the tiny baby doll on first, beside the laces made it a more complicated procedure. I lifted one foot and then the other clear of the circle of my panties before reaching for the hanger.
    “Leave the tickets on.”
    I stripped the top from the hanger and quickly undid the two laces that formed the bows at the front. As I pulled it on over my shoulders I could do nothing to prevent my breasts thrusting out at him.
    “Tie it loosely, it won’t be done up for long.”
    As I complied I realised I could detect a hoarseness to his voice, that betrayed a level of excitement that had to be approaching my own overheated state.
    The two loose bows still held the garment fairly snugly across my chest. Looking down I could see my nipples were trying their hardest to push through the thin fabric. You could clearly see every little detail.
    I removed the panties from the lower part of the hanger and slowly stepped one leg and then the other into them. Bending down to pull them up caused the top to sway out dangerously. Not that it mattered, of course, after all I’d already shown him everything I’d got.
    As I pulled them up I slowly returned to the upright position, deliberately slowly, allowing him to savour the view I was presenting, knowing I was flirting with the danger of irritating him.
    Finally the panties were snug against my hips, my mound and my ass. Already I could feel the front dampen as my juices continued to flow. I’d never been this hot for this long without either cumming or having someone or something inside of me. The anticipation of his next act, the nervous excitement and the arousal combined to push me ever closer to the edge without quite reaching it.
    He stood abruptly and walked past me, beckoning me to follow him, which I dutifully did. Suddenly I was on familiar territory, we were in the stationery department; my department.

Chapter 5 – Stationery.

    In the middle of the floor, between the greeting card displays and my own station, the diaries and notebooks section, there was a small group of seats, identical to a couple of dozen other such groups spread around the store. The idea was a simple one: allow the customers to rest and still see the merchandise before they got back to their feet and shopped with renewed vigour.
    Mister Chisholm led me straight to this seating group. I gulped, realising he intended something with more impact than merely fucking me. The seats were nothing more than oversized stools, well upholstered but no backs or armrests. The six were arranged in a group, and I already knew they were tied together at the junctions.
    “Get on there. All fours.”
    He gave me no chance to acclimatise to my new location, suddenly everything was moving at speed, much faster than he had done before.
    Sitting on these damned things was difficult enough, but balancing as instructed on all fours was much, much worse. My hands sank into the soft cushions to a depth of almost six