Auction Acquisition

[choklatekoneko]

All I could do was stare at it. The thought of being free was extreely tantalizing, but my feet wouldn't move. I would be by myself again, trying to find scraps food and running away from the drug dealers and thugs that wanted to have their way with me. By myself I barely survived, but with an Sir, I had clothes, running water, a bed, and hot, fresh food. I didn't want to give that up.

I sighed, and when she returned, she carried a huge bag.

''Here-its compliments of the store,'' she handed it to me and I peeked inside, which contained panties, bra, tanks and socks. Even body wash and sprays. When I looked up, she nodded at me.

We tried on the last two outfits, which was black, complete with garters. The other was pretty and pink, with a corset and g- string.

After showing them to Master, I got dressed in the shorts and tank top and came back out in front of my Master.

 

[susurrus]

I thoroughly loved the next two outfits Karmen came out modeling. She truly was a sexy girl, with an incredible body. When she came out from the back carrying a large bag already, I was a little surprised. Where had all that come from?

The sales girl came around the cashier's desk and began to ring up only a fraction of the items that Karmen carried. I mentioned the vast array of things Karmen had, and was assured it was taken care of. She then averted her eyes in a very submissive fashion. The girl then apologized, her eyes still gazing at the floor, "I'm sorry for my attitude earlier, Sir. Consider the additional items my way of apologizing. She really is beautiful, and I was out of line treating her badly before. I wish I had a body more like hers."

I finally understood. I hated to let the girl pay for all the things she'd given Karmen. I had a fair notion of the cost of what they sold here, and what she'd gifted likely put her back at least a paycheck or two. Still, it was some recompense for her snottiness when we'd arrived.

Nevertheless, I had to give her one last poke. As I handed her my credit card to pay for the pieces I was actually buying, I leaned over the counter, so just Karmen and the girl could hear, "I accept your apology. However," I turned slightly and got the attention of one of the other attendants from the store, just waving at her, which she returned with a friendly smile, "your co-worker there is going to be keeping an eye on you. She's been told to report to me if you begin treating other customers as poorly as you did us when we came in. If I hear you've fallen back into your old ways, I will come back here and give you a bare-ass spanking right there on that bench in front of the store, in full view of the entire mall.

"Oh, and don't bother asking your co-worker there if what I'm telling you is true, because I told her to deny any knowledge of me." The whole thing was a blatant lie, but I'd planted enough doubt into this girl that I had a feeling she'd be treating everyone a lot better from here on out.

I signed my receipt, then placed a hand on Karmen's shoulder and started out. Just as we left the store, I turned back and saw the salesgirl still standing at the counter, incredulous lust in her eyes. I had a feeling whatever skimpy underthings she wore between her legs were completely soaked by now.

Once outside Victoria's Secret, I couldn't help but laugh. It was cruel, what I'd done to the girl, but it's nice to be able to knock those type folks down a peg or two once in a while.

"Well, Karmen," I said, finally. "Let's get you a few outfits you can wear out and about, then get home, okay?"

 

[choklatekoneko]

Karmen

I heard what he said, and immediately wondered what he had told her was true. She kept looking at him with something in her eyes. I felt something grow inside me...I wanted him to be mine. Even though he was owning me, just the fact the she wanted him, made me jealous. I shook my head to get push it out my mind, and we walked out the door into the mall once again.

I nodded at his words. I hoped I wouldn't wear a dress-I wasn't used to dressing in girly clothing.

 

[susurrus]

"Karmen, I expect to see you primarily in skirts." I could tell she wasn't enthralled with the idea. "I want you to look nice, not like a slut. The next clothes are for wearing in public. You won't need much when you're at home.

"I'm not looking for lots of frills and that kind of thing. Simple is good, in my opinion. After seeing what you looked like in the lingerie, I think you'll likely be surprised how good you'll look like in the proper clothing, as well."

I guided Karmen into the next shop, thinking this might be a more difficult sell than the underthings had been...

 

[choklatekoneko]

I nodded, though I HATED wearing skirts. My auntie had to beat me just to get me to wear one. I don't know why, I guess I felt more secure wearing jeans and shorts. I wasn't much of a girly girl period-I rarely wore make up, and the few friends I did have in life were guys. I'd rather play football then do my nails.

However, I knew it had to change and make myself look like a girl. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as we walked into the store. It had good, simple things. I'm pretty sure he figured not to have frills yet.

There were girls and a few guys, and when we came in, they all turned our way. I knew half of them thought I was a sell out. I put my head down, quietly scanning the racks until I found something that at least quietly appealed to me. As much as I tried, every skirt I saw I either cringed or resisted the urge to throw up. I had an array of tanks and basic shirts, along with half sleeves and shorts and jeans-and one dress-but I just
couldn't touch a skirt.

 

[susurrus]

I watched Karmen carefully. I saw how she got right up to the skirts and dresses, then hesitated and turned away. Seems I had a tomboy on my hands. Funny how that usually worked out. The tomboys are often the ones who look the most remarkable once you get them into something that looks particularly girl-like.

Since Karmen wasn't going to choose, it appeared she'd lose her freedom to choose in this matter. I guessed at a size, then stepped over to the racks and found a filmy little sun dress that I thought might look appealing on her. As I said, I didn't want her to end up looking like a slut or a hooker, but there's nothing wrong with a girl looking like a girl. I had a feeling she'd either grown up in a house of boys, with few, if any girl friends.

"Try this on," I said to her, handing her the dress. It was a statement. She'd relinquished the privilege of choice here, so she'd be wearing what I picked out for her.

 

[choklatekoneko]

I must have just stared at him, in shock.
I HATED the dress. Absolutely hated it. It wasn't me, and I knew for a fact it wouldn't fit.
''Please, Sir," I asked quietly. I saw him staring me down,so I continued," I just..I'm just trying to find the right things is all," I finished, hoping he would understand.
I quietly ignored him, finding a pretty red dress that I thought he would like.
"How about this Sir?" I asked him, looking into his eyes.

 

[susurrus]

From the look of horror on her face, I could tell the thought of even attempting to put on the dress I'd chosen was against everything Karmen thought about herself. She could also tell I was unhappy with her. I wasn't trying to keep it from her. She cowered almost as if I was preparing to hit her.

"Please, Sir," she whispered, "I just... I'm just trying to find the right things is all."

Like I bought that. I quickly gathered that she didn't think of herself as a dress/skirt wearing sort of girl. Though she'd been studiously avoiding the dresses and skirts previously, she now deliberately went to a rack and chose a red dress, very sexy, potentially very slutty, if done up in the right way.

"How about this, Sir?" she asked quietly, looking imploringly up at me.

I nodded. I still wasn't about to smile at her, because I knew if I gave her the chance, the dress would go right back on the rack without another look.

"Try it on," I said flatly.

 

[choklatekoneko]

Okay, it was obvious he didn't buy it.

I sighed, as he told me to put it on. He still looked as pissed as hell, knowing what I was trying to do. Was I THAT see through?

After a moment, I nodded at him, slowly going to the dressing room. I really didn't look at the dress I had picked out, and after I looked at it, I realized it wasn't going to work.

I knew it was too late to turn back now, and after closing the door, and locking it firmly, I stood for a moment, hoping a fire would break out, robbers would come..basically ANYTHING that would prevent me from trying on the dress.

 

[susurrus]

Of all the things I could be making her do, I was having a hard time understanding why Karmen was being such a pain in the ass about simple clothes. From the few things she'd already chosen, it was obvious the kind of thing she preferred. Well, to be perfectly crass about it, she was mine now, and she'd do what I wanted her to when I wanted her to. She'd get her chances to make her own decisions. Hell, she'd had plenty of them already. I was giving her the chance to continue to choose, within certain easy-to-follow guidelines, and she was fucking it up. If she wanted me to take her liberties away from her, I was willing and capable of doing that.

When she slumped off toward the dressing rooms, I could tell she didn't want to be going to the back with the clothing she had in hand. In fact, I was pretty damn sure she wouldn't actually even try it on.

At least, not without some coaxing. If it didn't work, it didn't work, but at least giving it a try wasn't too much to ask, was it?

Finally, I headed to the back of the store, where the fitting rooms were. All the doors stood open but one. I stepped up to it and tried the knob, but it was locked. Without hesitation, I knocked on the door, saying, "Open up, Karmen. You're going to try that damn dress on if I have to make you do it right out in the middle of the store. If it doesn't fit, then so be it, but you're going to leave this store with a dress and a skirt, whether you like it or not."

 

[choklatekoneko]

I felt myself groan, as I heard his footsteps. I was lucky I had already locked the door out of habit. I heard him attempt to open the door, and after that failed, it was obvious I wasn't gonna get out of the dressing room without having on the dress.

I sighed, rather loudly, now staring at the dress which hung from the door approximately 2 feet from her. It was bright red, stopping barely below my ass, and I knew it would rise higher, when I did actually have it on. It was off the shoulder and extremely formfitting, letting all of my curves show.

I reluctantly put it as slow as humanly possible. I knew He was getting impatient, so I slowly opened the dressing room door, hiding as much of myself as I could.

 

[susurrus]

I heard a sigh from behind the door, then shuffling. After about a minute or so, I heard the lock click, and watched the knob turn. When the door slowly opened, there was Karmen, obviously very uncomfortable, wearing the dress she'd grabbed from the rack.

This dress was certainly not what I was looking for for her, but even so, she wore it very well. It was far too small for her, at least in length, though she'd chosen it, so it was her size. She filled it out very, very nicely.

I stood and admired for a bit, while Karmen squirmed. She looked horrified when I motioned for her to turn around, but she did finally do so. She possessed a very fine set of curves, I was very confused as to why she was so against showing them in such a manner.

"You look terrific, Karmen. This dress isn't quite the look I was hoping for. I don't want people to think I'd hired a hooker when we're out in public, but just like at the lingerie shop, you have all the perfect assets to fill something like that outfit out to its maximum effect.

"I don't know why you don't like such clothing, but you look amazing in it. Will you come out and choose something for yourself, or do you want me to do it for you? I'm giving you the choice. I only request that certain criteria are met. Do you understand? Let me assure you, many of the people at that auction would not be giving you a single choice."

 

[choklatekoneko]

I was horrified just to be in the dress. I knew he liked it, though the length of it was questioning.

I rolled my eyes as he asked me to turned around. I wanted to be in something much more comfortable. It seemed like he was just standing there, and he KNEW I wanted to get out the damn dress.

After a moment, he gave me a choice-either chose the clothing, or I would get it chosen for me. I didn't like either one and hoped a option three would come up, but when it didn't, I sighed, shrugging.

"I guess, I can pick 'em out myself..." I said finally after a long moment. He nodded, and I quickly went into the dressing room to change out of the prostitute outfit I was wearing.

After I came out, I tried to hide my atitude the best I could, but it was HARD. I looked for comfy dressed that came to my knees, or a little higher , and a few skirts. I even found one that interests me a little- a white skirt that flared out, as if it had a former under it.

After a few minutes, I came up to him, showing the outfits to see if he approved.

 

[susurrus]

"I guess I can pick 'em out myself..." she finally groused, after letting what I'd said sink in. I let her go back into the dressing room so she could get out of the red dress. It would be fine for playing around the house in, but I would have never made Karmen wear it in public.

When she came back out, she handed me the red dress, and I hung it on the peg for the store employees to take care of later. Then I followed Karmen out into the store proper and watched with satisfaction as she actually found a few of the kinds of things I'd told her I wanted her to wear, showing at least a modicum of interest in the exercise.

Finally, she came over to me with a few items and held them out. "How about these?" she asked.

"Very nice. Do you need to try them on, or are you sure they're going to fit?"

 

[choklatekoneko]

I shook my head at him- I knew that they would fit just by putting them up towards me. They were all form fitting, as I couldn't find anything that *didn't* fit me snugly, unless it was a sack. That was a bad thing about curves-it was nearly immpossible to hide them, especially one's like mine.

"No Sir, I'm Sure it will be fine," I said quietly. I was thinking of ways I could possibly hide them.

I groaned as we headed for the checkout counter.

 

[susurrus]

Karmen assured me that what she'd chosen would fit, and I refrained from ordering her to put one of the outfits on to wear home. We made our purchase, then made our way back to the car and toward home.

"Karmen," I asked as we waited at a stop light, "why do you dislike skirts so much?"

 

[choklatekoneko]

The question surprised me. Nobody asked me why, I gues the very least they didn't care to know.

I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, playing with my hands.

"...I just. Don't. Never Have. " I told him quietly as the light turned green and we carried on home.

 

[susurrus]

Karmen's answer wasn't much of one. It didn't quite satisfy me, but I didn't feel like getting into a big philosophical discussion about it at that point. I simply "hmmphed" and told her, "Well, you're going to have to get used to the notion now.

And I left it at that.

We drove a couple blocks, and I told Karmen, "Strip." It was dark enough out that there was little likelihood anyone would be able to see. Still, I intended to push the boundaries of her shyness a much as I could. We were a good couple miles from home yet, so she'd get to feel good and exposed for a little while yet.

 

[choklatekoneko]

I must of choked on air, because it was a while before I replied.

"What? Now?" I asked, thinking the notion was absolutely crazy. Yes, it was night time but still. I didn't the notion of being out and just everywhere in public.

"Why can't I wait til we're home?" I asked him, pleading in my voice.

 

[susurrus]

I expected her reaction.

"You've had as many choices as you're going to get for now.

Do it."

 

[choklatekoneko]

The way he commanded me sent chills up and down my spine, and I felt a tingle come from deep within me.

I knew he wouldn't be happy if I didn't comply, so I nodded slowly.

"Yes, Sir.." I said quietly, my tshirt carefully coming up over my head, and I slowly unhooked my bra, then slid my panties off. It was quite chilly, and my hands did little to protect me.

 

[susurrus]

My tone of voice told Karmen I wasn't joking. I'd been far more than lenient with her almost all evening, but she didn't appear to appreciate it. Still, she started getting undressed, albeit slowly. I glanced over occasionally as she revealed herself in the semi-public venue of the car.

Soon Karmen was nude. She might as well get used to it, because even though we'd made quite a lucky haul at Victoria's, she wasn't going to get to wear any of it for a while.

"Very nice," I commented when Karmen's lovely chocolate toned skin was fully on display, "now tuck your clothes into your bag. You won't be needing them the rest of the evening."

 

[choklatekoneko]

He stared at me for a moment, looking like he liked what he saw.

"Can I put some clothes on now?" I asked, but he simply ignored me, stating I wouldn't need them. My mouth dropped wide open at this. I got a nervous feeling deep within me.

I stayed silent the rest of the way home, looking at the window.

 

[susurrus]

Karmen made some comment about whether she could put her clothes back on, but I wasn't going to dignify her with an answer. I'd told her what I wanted, and that should be enough. She might get more choices later. For now, she'd do what she was told.

It was a quiet ride the rest of the way home, as Karmen sat back and contemplated her situation, and I rode with a nude woman at my side.

I pulled in front of the garage door, but instead of opening it, I killed the engine with the car still outside. We'd be going in the front door this evening. I reached over and took Karmen's bags, then got out of the car, knowing she wouldn't just hop right out. I strode over to the passenger's door and opened it, gentleman-like.

"Welcome home, Karmen," I said pleasantly as I waited for my naked beauty to emerge so she could see where she'd be living.

 

[choklatekoneko]

I stared at him for the longest time. He wasn't going in the garage??! I cursed under my breath before he opened the door, and as he did, I sighed loudly.

I already knew he wasn't going to take no for an answer, that had been clear during the car ride.

"Yes, Sir," I said quietly, glancing around to make sure no one could possibly see my chocolate frame. After being convinced, I stood up quickly, rubbing my arms in the night air.