A bartered prize (2)

"Think of the as an incentive to be good. If you are, I will put them in you."

He led her through the house to the garage. Inside were three vehicles and he headed to the black Mercedes Benz CLK 430 C. He opened the passenger door and closed it as she got in.

He opened the door to the garage and they took off headed to Kansas City with the top down.
 
She frowned as Boris told her she wouldn't be taking the balls inside for the wide into the city but she was happy to get out all the same. His care of her had now made her feel like a valued pet, something she had fought against her first few days under his watch.

Annabel lifted her hands in the air as he took off down the highway. She loved feeling the wind rush through her hair and the warmth of the sun on her skin. Anna leaned over giving him a kiss on the corner of his mouth. "Thank you Sir" she said sweetly.
 
He loved the convertible, it gave him a sense of freedom that was hard to come by anymore. His businesses kept him busy and until he captured Annabel he hadn't realized how much he liked having a woman around. Especially an obedient one.

He reached over and spread her legs then pulled the short up until the pussy he now thought of as his was on display. He ran a finger along her slit and then locked it clean.

Boris looked over at her and asked, "What are you thankful for, child?"
 
Annabel wrapped her arm in his resting her head there for a moment "You" she smiled. That's all everything in the last few days, all of it even though they had gotten off to a rocky start but she was all the better for it.

Boris had showed her things about herself she never knew were a part of her. Plus he liked kinky and very naughty sex. Boris seemed to like things she would have never experienced with her boyfriend Dennis.

She sat back and enjoyed the ride in to town just imagining what kind of sexual acts he may ask of her while they are in town or if he even would.
 
Boris continued fingering her increasingly wet pussy as they drove into Kansas City. He was heading to a shopping mall to put Annabel on display and to press the envelope.

As they arrived at Oak Park Mall, he parked outside a high end retailer. "Wait," he said. Getting out of the car Boris walked around it and opened the passenger door for her.
 
Annabel had been nearly ready to burst as they pulled into the city. She did her best to control herself though knowing that he hadn't told her that she could cum yet.

She smiled and waited as she was told while he went around to open the door for her. "Thank you" Anna said as she stepped out. Obviously he wanted her wet and horny for him. The suspense was killing her.
 
As he held the door for her, Boris reached between Annabel's legs and he slid his middle finger into her slick cunt. He felt more than heard her gasp. He quickly added a second finger, "You have exactly three pumps of my fingers to cum."

He pulled his fingers almost to the tip, and thrust them in. "One."

Out and back in, "Two."
 
She moaned as he pumped his fingers inside of her and right there in public. The fact that he didn't care and wanted to show off his good girl to the who ever cared to look was hot. Annabel didn't ask any questions either she just complied like a good girl should. As his fingers made their second pass though she felt herself clinch around them. It would be only seconds before she came for him and covered his fingers in her quim.

Anabel grabbed his hand and held it there before he could make is final pump into her. She locked eyes with his as her hips ground into his hand. They spoke in a language that she knew only he'd understand. A naughty smile on her face as she held on tightly to his hand releasing her orgasm for him. Then she let go and licked her lips as if to ask him could she taste it.
 
"Good girl, Annabel," he whispered.

He had collected some of her quim in the palm of his hand and raised it up for her to lap at the juices collected there. As she did, he reached through the arm hole of the wife beater and pinched her nipple.

As she finished the liquid in his palm, her fed her the two fingers that she had coated in her orgasm. "Today we are going to see the stuff you are made of, sweetling."

As she finished drying his fingers with her mouth, he turned and started toward the mall.
 
She followed him into the mall making sure to keep pace with him while he took her to where he had planned for the day. Anna wondered what he meant by his comment and would have asked him if her eyes weren't entranced by all the sights of the mall. Even though she had willingly given herself to be his prize she was still just girl and the mall kryptonite.

Finally she was able to regain focus and rushed up to grab his hand as they strolled through the mall. The looks of awe and shock followed them as they did. Her dainty figure in such a revealing outfit pressed up against his rather masculine and mature one was an attention grabber in deed.

"Where are we headed Sir?" she finally asked.
 
"First thing is a clothing store. Interestingly enough while what I will get you won't hide much more than what you have on, security will leave us alone. Then, I think you need some heels, and other shoes," he replied.

He was ignoring most of the looks that she was receiving from men and women alike. He glanced at her, and watched her head swivel around and he commented, "You like them all looking at you."
 
"Yes. I think I do like them looking at me" Annabel smiled answering his question. She noticed his disinterest in the curious looks of the crowd and asked. "You seem to be un-bothered by them. Why?" . She wanted to know more about him and what made him tick. Yes she knew a bit of him, well the parts he chose to show her that is. Boris on the other hand seemed to know everything about her, something that she thought a bit unfair but she had time to figure him out.

"I would love to get some new dancing shoes. So that I can practice my routines when you're not around"
 
Boris stopped and looked at Annabel, "I want them to look at you. "

He began walking until they reached a woman's clothing store specializing in young adult clothing. A pretty teenaged girl asked if she could help them. Boris nodded, "Yes, dress her," he said jerking a thumb at Annabel, "and make it hot."

The two women picked a couple outfits and Annabel tried them both on. Each time Boris shook his head, "Not good enough."

"I want a skirt, so short that it comes no farther than two inches below the line between her leg and ass cheek. I want a blouse thin enough that it is almost see through, but dark enough to be acceptable in most places. I also want it to be provocative enough to turn every head in this mall when she walks out of here."
 
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Annabel paraded herself like a life size doll for Boris. It was fun to. She got to spend moments trying on clothes she wouldn't ever be able to afford with her old lifestyle. Not to mention, she got a deeper look into Boris. Anna got to see what he found her attractive in other than her own skin.

After listening to the shop girl not much younger than her congratulate her on finding a guy like him Annabel thought about how this must look. "I wish I had a guy as hot as that guy wanting to spoil me!" the teenager spoke looking over at him and smiling.

Anna just smiled at her and stepped into the changing room to try on the latest outfit picked out for her. From first glances it would seem that this was what he may have been talking about. It was a sheer, sleeveless, grey collard blouse that buttoned down the middle. The skirt was form fitting at the waist and hugged the cupped area where her thighs met her ass.
 
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Boris looked at Annabel as she came from the dressing room. He liked what he saw. Moving up next to her, when he put his hand on her ass, his fingers felt the smooth warmth of her skin as he caressed her inner thigh. "Much better."

He twirled her around to get a good look at the outfit and her. He unbuttoned the top three buttons and folded the two sides back baring a wide swath of her chest.

He stood apart from her and said, "Get two more outfits from here." His hand snaked between her legs and he slid a finger along her slit to the gasping shock of the sales woman. "No bras or panties, you are to remain easily accessible to me. "
 
Anna could do nothing but blush in front of the stunned sales women. She was much older than Annabel and from appearances would have been perfect age wise for Boris. The younger girl whom helped before with picking out Anna's outfits stood near the dressing rooms blushing at Boris and giggling at the reaction he'd managed to coax out of her boss.

"You can just wear that one out of the store." She shop woman and manager said clearing her throat and turning red after hearing him demand access to Anna at all times.

Anna simply looked to Boris, with embarrassment but he'd seem to be perfectly fine with the entire exchange of words that' had just happened. Soon the younger shop hand came back toting two more outfits that went perfectly with his wants for Anna. She had known her size well after the many other clothes they had tried.

"Thank you sir" Anna reaching up on her tippy toes whispered in his ear not wanting the shop woman to her hear. Grabbing the two outfit's from Anna and the tags from the clothes she'd had been wearing the shop woman went to the register to ring them up. " Well that be cash or credit?" she asked Annabel and Anna just looked over at Boris.

"Or will your.... hm will he be paying for this?" The shop woman asked not wanting to make eye contact with Boris and a snarky tone toward Anna.
 
Boris' temper flared at the older woman, "If you don't apologize to her, I will instruct her to strip those clothes off here and now, and we will go to any of a hundred other stores in this mall."

She still didn't look at Boris as her face turned a shade brighter red. "I am sorry... miss."

"A bit petulant," Boris said. "Next time, nor only does she help us," he pointed at the original sales person, "but you will stay in the back room with the rod up your ass, leaving us alone."

The woman began, "Why,"

Boris cut her off, his impatience clearly visible, "Not another word unless it is thank you. Understand?"

The woman nodded and kept quiet as they finished the transaction. As the old bag put the other two sets of clothes into bags, Boris pulled the Ben-wa balls from his pocket and slipped one, then the other into Annabel while they waited.

"Shoes?" he asked.
 
As he slipped each of those smooth steel orbs inside her, Annabel groaned. Her eyes had shut and she tensely grab the counter as she was about to cum. The ding of register bough her back to the present. The shop women simply cleared her throat before handing them the bags.

"Shoes?..I guess that would be the next logical step" she mused, twirling in her new outfit for him. The Ben Wa balls certainly made no effort to not. The younger shop attendant stood there with her jaw dropped because of Boris' show.

Annabel through her arm in his and smiled before commenting "This walk to find shoes will be rather interesting don't you think?" Then with a simple feminine wink and a gentle squeeze of his nice rear end said. "I'm ready when you are Sir"
 
Boris looked at the younger sales clerk, and for a moment thought about letting her lick his finger clean, ultimately deciding against it. He led Annabel out of the store and down the hallway toward a shoe store. He changed his mind about the location and headed instead to one of the upscale anchors.

The worked their way to the women's shoe department, and as they approached a cute redhead asked if they needed help. "Yes, she would like to look at some shoes," Boris replied.

The redhead took Annabel over to a stool to measure her foot size, and gasped as she put the Brannock Device in place. Boris imagine that she had a great view of Annabel's leaking pussy, and his cock twitched. The redhead looked up at Annabel who looked at him, and Boris nodded encouragingly at her.
 
Boris' look of encouragement only did little to ease her blushing. Annabel turned her attentions back to the woman helping her and politely smiled. It was obvious that the woman had gotten to know a lot more of her than she would have liked to. Still the sales woman was polite to her assuming them to be just a kinky couple being exhibitionists.

After figuring that she wore a 7 1/2, the woman took off to find different styles of shoes for her to try on. Most were a bit conservative with a slight heel, nothing to dramatic. "Well what you think?" Annabel asked giving a twirl and modeling the shoes for Boris.
 
Boris shook his head. "Nope. Those look like something your mom would wear."

He stood and found a pair of shoes that were black and silver with a very high heel. "Let's see you in these," he said.

He handed the model to the sales woman, "Get these."

As she left, Boris ran his hand between Annabel's legs inching ever higher. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Is my pussy hot and wet?"
 
"Absolutely! How could it not be?" Anna mused with a coy smile. Her lips nearly pressed to his as she did so. She let her hands rest in his back pockets, smelling the musky scent of him and grinning from ear to ear. Then the sales woman came back and reluctantly she pulled away from him to try on the shoes she held.

Anna tested them on her feet with a few taps on the floor before standing. "Hm?" she breathed as she sensually walked over to the mirror to see how they looked on her. "Yes, I do believe those work perfectly" the sales woman said with a smile aimed toward Boris as if she was congratulating him on something.

"Is there anything else that you wish to see or looking for?" she asked watching as Anna made her way back to Boris.
 
Boris let his eyes go slowly over her body starting at her toes and working slowly up until he looked at her in the eyes. As his eyes moved up, so did his cock. His hand reached for her hip and he squeezed it firmly. As he did he heard Annabel gasp.

He turned her around and pulled her hard against his body, her ass pressing against the lower part of his cock, as the head pressed against the small of her back. He looked at the saleswoman and asked, "Well, does she look edible?"

The saleswoman blushed furiously and stammered, "Y-y-yes."

"Good," he whispered. He paid for the shoes and they left the store. As they walked back through the mall, he slapped her ass a couple times, each once eliciting a gasp or moan from her.

As they left the mall he whispered, "You may play with my cock on the way to our next stop. You may also suck on in it."
 
"Oh I may?" she mused and grabbed his ass a little as they made their way back to the car and got in. This was more than fun and she found it a personal challenge to get him to cum before they'd reach their next stop. Anna didn't know how long she would have but she had a few tricks in mind. As Boris started the car and pulled away she went into action.

Since he was driving she couldn't get to extreme but a little teasing never hurt anyone. Anna stroked his inner thigh feeling his cock through the soft fabric of his pants. It felt larger strained inside of those pants as her small soft hands stroked the length of it. She looked at him making sure that his focus was on the road and not on her as she began to unfasten his pants and free him. There was something erotic about pleasuring a man while he was supposed to be focused on something else. Anna had often fantasied about doing this before and was more than happy and thankful for the chance to live out this fantasy especially with Boris.

As she slipped just the tip of him between her lips and into her hot wet mouth she teased him with her tongue. Annabel flicked the tip across it playfully as her hand held it up and fir for her to do just whatever she wanted to do to it. Slowly she licked it up and down paying attention to each side of his phallus and making sure that not an inch of him went un-lavished with a attention. She stroked just the base of his shaft letting her hands swirl around it and lubricate it with her tongues juices. The feeling of a man growing more and more hard because her touch was addictive. Annabel purred as she found herself growing wet at the sight of him and then back into her mouth he went. She sucked just the tip of him letting her tongue dance in the small opening at it's center. Annabel had no idea if he liked that nor did she care at that moment. It was all about her enjoying the act of being his fun.
 
Boris reached over and pulled one if her legs aside giving him access to her pussy. He slowly, rhythmically slapped her pussy and clit in time with her mouth bobbing up and down on his cock. He intensified the almost pleasure of the Ben - wa balls, and in no time drove her close to an orgasm.

"Hold it baby girl," he moaned out. "Not much farther to go before we get to our destination. "

He slapped her pussy one more time then held her head in place. He quickly learned it was nearly impossible to actively fuck someone's throat while driving.

As they arrived at their destination he growled, "Don't move an inch."

Jumping out of the car his cock flailed about as he headed around the car. Yanking the car door open with one hand, he grabbed her hip with the other, moving her to an elbows and knees position.

Stepping forward, he fed his cock to her, filling her until his balls tapped against her clit. He wrapped his right arm around her waist, his left hand grabbed a handful of hair as he lifted her from the car. Draping her across the hood Boris began firing his cock into her like a machine gun bolt.

As their orgasm were crashing over them, Boris and Annabel heard Annabel's mother scream "ANNABEL! NO!!!"
 
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