An innocent observer

Here is a previous part of this story: [Training a personal slave](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/o268rp/training_a_personal_slave/).

“Now lay down here on the floor, face up”, I told Dan pointing next to the tall mirror and having him fully compliant, still with my juice all over his face and he probably assumes I’m going to sit on his face, but instead I put my feet on his face. I know that this place is somewhat visible from the street and he is nervous that I stand completely naked here, well today will not be time for his relaxation:) He starts licking my feet immediately and I guide my toes into his mouth. Enjoying his tongue and lips around my toes, I open the wardrobe looking through my clothes.
“I have nothing to wear, I want to buy something new for myself, we are going shopping”, I say, not to him rather just to myself.
I take a nice blue dress I like and that I haven’t worn with him yet and put it on top of my completely naked body, standing right on top of his eyes, the dress ends somewhat higher than the knee level.
“You aren’t going without panties, are you?”, my slave decided to break the silence.
“Oh, I’m sorry”, I replied and picked a pair of panties, one red, one black, nice and very sexy, “Which one of these do you prefer?”, I ask. He said black, or course he did. “Open your mouth” I commanded and as soon as he did, I pushed the black panties in his mouth, pressing all of them inside, and slapped him quite hard on his cheek, leaving a red spot on it.
It’s an occurring concern of his that I’m not wearing panties or bra to a date with him, and I don’t quite understand it, but I love him and I make compromises. But that shouldn’t apply to my slave, should it? That was a mistake, and it cannot go unpunished. Without a word, I took the dress off and picked another one, purple, much shorter, covering just my butt. Actually it was the sluttiest I own and he hasn’t seen me in it either. Not as slutty as my slut friends wear but still.
“You wanted the panties – you’ve got them, until I allow you to speak next time you are not talking!”, I said very calmly.
“And up these on”, I said, dropping red panties on his face, not being sure he will still be in the game after this, but I was having fun exploring where his breaking point is.
I could see an internal struggle in him deciding how to proceed, but ultimately he decided to still stay in the game. He looked so funny in the red panties, I wanted to take a pick, but thought it’s better not to push him anymore further, for now. I drove him to the mall and we went into one of the stores I frequent. He still had black panties in his mouth, those and the red ones on him didn’t help him hold his smile passing through the people in the mall, but thanks to the mask on his face it was impossible to tell. But it was clear he was very uncomfortable about me in this dress without panties
I grabbed a few T-shirts I had no intention of buying, dragged Dan to the changing rooms and pushed him quickly behind one of the curtains. As soon as we were inside I ripped the mask off his face and pressed him down on his knees. I lifted my dress up showing him myself completely naked there, as if he didn’t know that already. His eyes widened as he looked up at me, but I just put my finger to my lips, “shhh”, and pulled him by the hair right between my legs. I wanted to be in control, moving my hips, right to left, up and down, riding his nose and rubbing it against my clit and lips. We heard noises in the neighbouring cabinets, and I could feel my little slave getting even tenser, but I was turned on and had no intention to stop. As I detached from the external noises, I relaxed more and It felt amazing as the warm feeling was going through my whole body, I leaned against the wall with my back and pulled him closer to me and continued fucking his nose.
All of a sudden I heard the curtain scratching and a “… shorter one, would you?” as I opened my eyes I see a girl halfway in, holding some stupid dress. “Shit, I was so close”, I thought, or at least I hope I didn’t say it out loud:) The girl looked at me surprised and she was probably trying to say “Sorry” but just froze in front of me with a half-opened mouth. For some milliseconds I was trying to judge her age and decided she must be more than 16. I sharply pulled her into the cubicle as well and shut the curtain before anybody else could see us. Looking at her I did “shhh” sign and then the same again to Dan who looked completely shocked but I simply pushed his face between my legs, “We are not yet done here” and resumed rubbing his face against my crotch, clothing my eyes, but not fully just a millimeter to observe the girl. She definitely was in between different flight responses having no idea what to do but at the same time she was watching the process with unmasked curiosity. Then she looked up at my face, how I enjoyed this, at my breasts and my hard nipples bulging through the dress and then gazed down at how I used my slave to please myself. “Why not put up even a better show for her?”, I thought and pulled Dan away from me, forcefully opened his mouth and pulled my panties out. I wish I had a camera to catch the girl’s face at this moment (or the entire scene LOL). Then I “accidentally” pulled his t-shirt up which exposed the red penties on him as well. LOL.
“Do you want me to fuck you tongue?”, I whispered to the slave.
“Yes, Mistress”, he replied with some hesitation, “Please, Mistress”.
“Stick it out, slave!”, I ordered and he obliged. I gently pressed my clit directly at his tongue and started moving my hips in all directions. He also started slowly moving it, licking my clit and my lips and I fully relaxed and gave in. His tongue went very gently and slowly all along and across my pussy, kissing, leaking and sucking it. He was showing off his best skill right now, as if the girl was going to give him a grade afterwards:) I looked at her again, she was almost my height, very tall for her age, very skinny, with slightly smaller boobs and the hair of my length, just completely blond and very likely it was her natural colour. Her innocent, pretty face was without artificial eye lashes, tonal or even lipstick.
“Are you a virgin?” I whispered.
“What?” she made a step and leaned towards me, either she didn’t hear me or was hoping for a different question on the second try
“Are you a virgin?” I repeated. She blushed and nodded, “How old are you?”
“seventeen”, I heard and smiled, closing my eyes, remembering my first experience with a virgin girl like her, and how I loved to pleasure her into loud screams.
Pleasure built up very suddenly inside me and I realised I was about to scream. I grabbed the girl and hugged her, pressing her boobs to mine as our crotches squeezed my boyfriend’s head in between. I pressed my mouth hard into the back of the girl’s neck to contain the screaming and climaxed, shaking with my whole body as I almost blacked out. I hope I didn’t bike the girl’s neck:)
Holding her and I rubbed my pussy against my boyfriend’s face as he was still licking me to prolong the orgazmic feeling, then released her, quickly pushed the black panties back into my slave’s mouth, and gave him the mask. Before leaving I stopped for a second, smiled at the girl, grabbing and shaking her hand “It’s been a real pleasure!”, I said and we left, closing the curtain behind us.
Little I knew at the time that it will not be the last time I see this girl, but for my slave the fun will be way more immediate.
To be continued…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o9ojpi/an_innocent_observer