Unfortunate Shoplifter [Closed]

[Woe_Foe]

Name: Bethany Smith
Age: 18
Height: 5'6

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11 PM and not a single soul out tonight. I suppose that if there was ever a reason to pick this time of day to do something so incredibly reckless, it was night. The air just seem fresher and calmed me down a notch as I stepped out of my old van. It was chilly outside, and I immediately regretted not wearing long sleeves as I walked towards the convenience store, each step I took echoing throughout the isolated area. The gas pumps were all alone, seeing as my van was the only vehicle stationed, save for one other car down by the opposite side of the lot. I didn't give it much thought.

"It's okay, just go in and come out. No one will notice." I think to myself, trying to calm my rapidly beating heart. One might oneself - why was I so nervous? It was stupid, or at least I thought it was pretty stupid. You know what they say, how somebody's words can change another's life? Well, something like that happened to me, just two days ago. Just some friends and I hanging out by my school's, University of Detroit Mercy, campus and them take note that out of everyone in our little group, I was the least adventurous. So, as I was acting rashly out of impulse at the moment - I was going to shoplift to prove them wrong. What was I going to steal? I had no idea and I was going to wing it. I didn't want to be the overly sweet, naive young girl. This eighteen year old was going to steal and prove that she can be just as adventurous as anybody else.

Of course, just by a first look you wouldn't think that I was raised as a sweet, innocent Protestant girl. I mean, my eyes did show it - they were sweet, bright and oh so nice. But such traits were easily pushed aside by the rest of my body, which coincidentally held the attention span of every man I knew - a slim, toned figure, long beautiful legs, a strong fit stomach, perfectly plump backside and a large pair of round breasts - the latter of which got me quite a few free drinks. I suppose that I could have worn some pieces of clothing to better hide my features, as my tight black top and pair of jeans were exactly doing much. I cursed myself, as I began to notice that my bra wasn't doing its job - as my bust bounced and swayed ever so slightly with every step I took.

The bells chimed as I opened the door, walking through the first aile. There was an old man behind the counter, who didn't even seem to notice that I walked in, as he was napping behind the cash register. Already some form of confidence arose, as I went deeper into the store.

"Now what to take..." I thought to myself, opening the fridge as I quickly glanced through the selection of products. My eyes quickly fixated themselves onto a bottle of Jack Daniels, which was part of a stack behind me. I closed the fridge and quickly grasped at the bottle which was in plain sight. After pretending to inspect the bottle, I looked left and right and as the coast seemed clear, I quickly took the bottle and placed it under my shirt.

And so, I made my way outside the door and prayed that the security alarm to this place was just as run down as the store itself. And luckily...it was.

I sighed in relief as I got outside without a hitch. "There you go. You proved them wrong." I thought to myself as I made my way back to the van....

 

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Just as I thought the coast was clear - a voice ran a shiver down my spine. "Oh god, no..." I think to myself as the realization hit me like a train. I was caught right in the act.

"Excuse me miss. I need you to come back inside with me. We have video of you shoplifting and I need you inside to wait for the police with me so they can watch the tape, get a statement from you and offer you a phone call if needed."

"I...Uh...Oh no..." I mumble as I slowly made a 180 and began to walk with this large man back into the store. Quickly within my mind, I began to contemplate ways to get out of this situation. Obviously things did not look good. I was shoplifting and this bottle of Jack Daniels was still under my shirt. I thought about just running away, but that obviously wouldn't end ever well.

My thoughts were crushed, as his finger pointed towards me. "I'm going to need that back too." he notes, seeing the bottle's form under my tight top. I sighed and nervously take it out, placing it within his strong hand.

"Are you even old enough to drink?" he asked.
"Um...yes..." I shyly respond (and lie) as anxiety began to take its toll on me. "Any chance that we could not call the cops...?" I then ask, unsure of myself.

 

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[Woe_Foe]

"You arent 21....when's your birthday? Dont lie to me!"

"Okay okay! I'm not... I'm eighteen... please don't tell the cops..." I plead, as I begin to lament over my stupid decision to shoplift. I listened in to his words, explaining to me that he doesn't enjoy the thought of letting a lawbreaker loose just like that. Lawbreaker... Now that's a word that I never thought would be associate with me. Even though this situation was entirely of my own doing, I felt uneasy.

With his hand on my back, he guided me towards my car. I thought that somehow, I got off easy, until he spoke again:

"If you really don't want your parents and the cops called for this, then we still need to think of a way to give you a punishment so you don't shoplift again."

"O-Okay..." I agree, not having much of a choice.

"Since I am just finishing work now anyway, if you promise to submit to my personal punishment, you and I can personally handle this and wont need to involve your parents or cops." he adds, as I began to become extremely hesitant to his suggestion. Submit to his personal punishment? Who knew what that involved! I was about to suggest that he just call the cops, until that...voice...of his arose yet again as his eyes pierced mine:

"Its either that, or we go back inside and start making phone calls, make your choice, Now!"

"I submit! Okay...Um...I'll take your punishment." I quickly respond, out of sheer stress. His authoritative voice was just so much...

 

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I gasped, as he simply extended his hand and yanked away all of my keys. I stood there, helplessly, as he went through them all and handed one back to me...my car key. Obviously, judging by the look in his eyes, he expected more though I didn't know quite what - that is, until he stated:

"I need your I.D. and cell phone."

I was about to ask him why, though refrained from doing so. I mean...he'd surely just get more angry, no? All things considered, I needed to avoid that. As much as I wanted to portray myself as a 'bad girl' so to speak, I couldn't afford having a criminal record.

"I will need you to follow me and I cannot risk that you will just drive away. So if I know where you live, I can get to your house with the cops and explain that not only did you shoplift, but you also ran from the crime scene. I will give you everything back when you hold your end and follow me."

"Okay..."

Before I knew it, I was driving my familiar van through the night. I often glanced at the rear view, seeing him tailgating me throughout the ride. My heart raced more and more, up to the point where I feared that I was going to faint. That did not happen, thankfully, and we reached my place - a run down house near a very busy street (in the day, that is).

We enter and within moments, he commands me to sit down as he began to set something up... "Is that a camera?" I thought to myself questionably, as he was done. He quickly explained the reason why he set it up - to catch me again if I ever lie. Fair enough, I suppose... Still, I was incredibly anxious-

"State your full name, age, and confess to your crime as the naughty girl you are. Look here!" He snapped as I quickly, and nervously, looked straight at the camera.

"I-I am Bethany Smith. Eighteen years old and I shoplifted a bottle of Jack Daniels." I confess, as I stared straight at the camera lenses, not knowing what to expect of my punishment exactly.

 

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"And admit to what a naughty girl you have been for such a crime and how you are so sorry for what you did and your promise to never ever be this naughty again."

"I've...I've been an incredibly naughty girl for this crime and I'm so, so sorry for what I have done. I promise to never be this naughty again..." I say to the camera apologetically, completely lose amid my confession that I didn't even notice that he brought a shot-glass to the table, until it slides to me. Pointing out that part of my punishment should be to indulge in what I have stolen, he directs me:

"Take a drink."

And so I do. The powerful alcoholic substance going down my throat caused me to cough a few times, as it wasn't normally something that I took in. The silence was cut off by the man's stern voice again, saying:

"And I am curious, why did you stuff your bra so much before going to the store? was that in hopes of distracting people or talking them out of getting you in trouble?" as he looked to my chest.

"I don't know what you mean-" I try to say softly, but he speaks over my voice:

"They look a bit too large, I knew right away when I saw you that you must be using lots of padding, you are far too skinny of a girl to ever grow this busty. But I think your plan back-fired because your large chest will not be able to talk you out of this punishment, will it?"

I couldn't tell if he wanted me to say something now, or that if I did, that it would completely backfire right at my face. I knew to choose my battles and instead, I took another shot as he looked at me, contemplating something. The mystery of what he was thinking of was quickly revealed, as he said with an eager smile:

"And you want me to give you the full punishment for being such a naughty girl, correct? is that the option you've selected....remind me again in your own words so we are clear."

I took a break from my third shot, as I began to recall; "I submitted to your own personal punishment. It can be anything of your choosing, as to keep the cops away from the situation."

And then, I mumble "And I don't stuff my bra..."

 

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[Woe_Foe]

"You've been in school for awhile, I'm sure you are smart enough to know that there is one main way to start the punishment of naughty girls....do you know what it is?"

I question myself over the prospect and I shook my head. Sure, I agreed for him to decide what my punishment was - but not for a instant did I believe that it would be...a spanking - which he was eager to let me know, once I struggled to find the appropriate answer.

"A spanking...?" I ask, almost in utter disbelief.
He smiled, responding by patting his lap.

"Ask for your spanking so I know you are serious about how bad you feel for being such a naughty girl tonight Bethany."

"Don't do it Beth! What are you crazy?!" I think to myself. Though, whatever hesitance I had was quickly silenced by the idea of having the cops involved in some way. I swallow my pride before glancing at the camera, and then back at him:

"Please give me a spanking, for being such a naughty girl..." I say, before going over to his lap...

 

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"get those off and then request your spanking again." he said, motioning to my jeans. I cursed myself for getting into this situation, as I slowly got my hand to my jeans and began to undo them, slowly letting them slip to the floor. I wasn't teasing, mind you. I was just stalling. Though, he seemed to have enjoyed the sight, at least at first, when my bottom half was nearly naked, save for the silk black panties that I had on. From the look of things, I was taking too long, as he complained:

"I dont want this punishment to last all night, maybe the cops would have been easier...I dont have time to explain every level of this punishment to a girl with a padded bra representing such fake, large tits."

I didn't enjoy the thought of having someone say on camera, that I was vain enough to pad my bra, or have them stuffed. So, I responded with "It's not padded!" as I took off my black top, sliding it off the top of my head as my heavy breasts came into view to both him and the camera, hidden behind a very thin material. I tossed my black top on top of my discarded jeans.

Once again, I go on his lap and ask:

"Please, can I have my spanking now?"

 

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It felt odd, having a man touch my backside so possessively. I was so utterly exposed, not only to his own eyes but to the camera. I should have questioned here more on the subject of this being filmed, but it couldn't be helped. I mean, whatever helps me out of this situation the fastest, the better no? He broked the silence once again, by asking:

"That bra is struggling to hold them in, isnt it? What size bra is that? Have you grown out of this size...is it time to get a new one maybe?"

"Maybe..." I say, almost asking him just to get it over with. I figured that his previous question, on the subject of the size of my bra, was purely rhetorical. I squirmed, just so slightly, as his hand began to rub some small circles around each exposed cheek.

"Though, just because you are wearing a large bra, that doesnt prove that there arent lots of pads hidden inside those huge cups - so nothing has really been proven with only removing your top, has it dear?"

"I...I guess that you have a point." I respond, though I was just aching to tell him that it was none of his business anyway. I did, however, think about proving him wrong but realized that it would be taking this punishment a little too far. I'm supposed to make it lesser, not add more!


"Naughty girls dont accept just one spanking, they always request another...dont they dear?" I faintly hear over my own thoughts

*SPANK*
"Ah!" I cry out to the sudden pain.

I grit my teeth as I say out, embarrassed; "I need more spankings to teach me a lesson."

 

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"We talked earlier about you being honest with me. At the moment I have a hard time finding when this spanking will come to an end if I cannot be sure if you are telling the truth about those huge tits or not."

Those huge tits...The way that he talked to me, you'd think that I was a mere possession or object to him. Of course, I had no plans right now to reveal more of myself to his greedy eyes or to the camera. I just needed to get through this spanking and this embarrassing moment would be out of my hair forever-

*Spank*
"Ah!" I cried out again.

"Were you proud of yourself those few steps you had in the parking lot -- glad that you were able to pull off the perfect crime -- tell me what type of pride you had in yourself before I altered you that you did not get away as free as you thought?"

"I...I felt proud." I said truthfully, as my backside began to hurt from just two of the spankings that I had received. I gasped as he squeezed a cheek and said: "And this ass didn't help you talk your way out of a punishment, did it?"

"No sir...it didn't. Please, teach me more of a lesson..." I said, submissively.

 

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"This is odd, you are here, mostly naked, and I know so little abut you Bethany." he said, pausing for a moment as he stroked my backside.

"Oh no..." I think to myself, as I would have to reveal yet more about myself. Anyone could figure out that at this point, I wouldn't want to let this stranger know more of my life. He already had more than enough! "Do you have a boyfriend--- whats his name? or, if you dont any more, how long has it been and why are you no longer together?"

"I do have a boyfriend...his name is Jeremy. I'm saving myself for him." I respond simply, that is until I feel his hand swat my backside yet again. I could feel the flesh jiggle slightly at the swat, and I could just as well tell that he was enjoying punishing me like this. "Oh god!" I cried out, as that slap stung a bit more than the previous two.


"What did your boyfriend think about your bra getting stuffed? did he give you any spankings for not being honest about their size?"

"I'm not lying! And my boyfriend wouldn't ever spank me, or do anything what you're doing!" I say, a bit angrily. I'm not even sure that he heard me, as he continued on: "...so now you say these are real and i cannot believe you without proof....and without proof, it makes me want to continue this spanking longer to teach you that its wrong to be a liar, surely to someone such as me."

I cried out again, arching my back as his hand punished me again.

"Stop..." I whimper.

 

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"Saving what for him? sex? all of it? what about your mouth? so has he not had any proof about your tits being real either?"

"I...All of it. I haven't done anything like this before. I want to save myself..." I respond as his hand pauses and strokes my ass again. He cooed into my ear: "It is too early to stop if you have not fully learned your lesson yet. But I'm sure we can come to some sort of agreement."

I groaned, as he rubbed my backside, easing the flesh about after his onslaught.
"If you take that bra off to prove your chest is real and lose your panties also, then i will leave your ass free of spanking for awhile and we can move on to the next phase of the punishment." he suggested.

I thought about it and the situation did not look good at all. He obviously was taking advantage of the situation and was getting me more and more naked...if he had it his way, I'd be completely vulnerable, save for my high heels. Oh god what to do-

*Spank*

"Okay! Okay! You win!" I cried out as I got up and shamefully looked down, as I first slid my hands to my panties, bringing them down to my ankle and finally, off my high heels. He saw my trimmed pussy, exposed to his eyes and the camera - before I went to my bra, slowly undoing it from my back until my huge breasts practically bounced into freedom, weighing me down a notch.

 

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I knew that what I did was a bad idea but...did I have any other choice? His eyes suddenly appeared very wolfish - eyeing me as if I was some sort of prey. There was this lust growing more and more in his eyes, as he spoke out loudly: "My my, those are amazing! I have never seen anything so large that was natural." before his hand cupped my left breast, unable to fully hold it in his hand. That didn't stop him though, from massaging it and slowly beginning to squeeze it a bit.

"H-Hey what are you doi- Ah, ah, ah..." I groan, as he began to roll my nipple, which incidentally turned out to be very sensitive. I could feel it becoming painfully hard as his expert hand continued to play me like a violin. With just a slight tug, he added:

"If you are saving yourself for him, you clearly have to do something to get a release when you get horny Bethany. So do you use your fingers or do you own a toy for your masturbating?"

"I...I don't do anything like that... I'm...I'm a good girl." I say before he continued to work on my breast. "If you have kept your boyfriend from having access to these amazing tits, then should I assume you have been the one who has tugged on these nipples late at night when you;re alone? I have to imagine you were at least curious about the sensitivity of these wonderful breasts -- do you enjoy the feel of pulling them like this Bethany?"

"Ah! What are you doing to me?!" I said before a moan escaped my lips, as he gave my nipple another pull.

 

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"Lean down here."

Wordlessly, I did as I was told - though I wasn't sure why exactly I was so easy to command. This punishment was certainly going too far but...Oh my god, was I enjoying this? I gasped as I felt his face on my breasts and then yelped as for the first time in my life, I had felt a man's lips on my nipple. My hands quickly got to his strong shoulders as I squirmed about and moaned, looking right in front of the camera at this point. Shock-waves of pleasure ran through my veins for quite possibly the first time in my life and I was definitely not used to it.

"Did you ever know your perfect tits could give you such pleasure?"
"N-No...I mean...Ah!"

I was interrupted yet again, as his mouth went back to a nipple and his finger began to pull on the other. Part of me felt the urge to cry out for more - for him to go about this much more rough but - No....No! What the hell was I doing? Oh god...Oh god...

"Be honest with me, that has made you wet, hasnt it?" he then spoke, as if he was reading my own mind. I was, wet as he put it, but I certainly wasn't going to admit to him. But truth to be told, there was an ache growing inside of me what felt so foreign.

"N-No!" I cried out.