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The Lesbian Debt (Chapter 21) - Underwear Shopping

Date: 2/2/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blackmail, Domination/submission, Female exhibitionist, Humiliation, Lesbian, Mind Control, Reluctance, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: All These Roadworks, Rating: 92.1, Source: sexstories.com

even wetter. The second had cut-out windows for her twat and nipples and offered no concealment. ("Good cunt", said the mirror.) The third was sexy but concealing, but it had the words "use me" stencilled on the bra cups and the crotch. ("Well-behaved fucktoy", said the mirror.) And the fourth was a half-cup bra that stopped short of her nippes, and a tassle that appeared to clip onto her labia rather than panties. ("You were made for raping", she thought, and was aware that cunt juices were now dribbling down her inner thigh.) None of the bras fit properly - they were all too small, and hurt - but Laura didn't have time to ask for a more appropriate size for these ones. They would have to do. She wondered why they didn't fit, and guessed that maybe the level of arousal she had been in had made her tits swell or become engorged. She was mortified to think her tits were even bigger than they had been but could do nothing about it. She changed through each of the outfits as quickly as possible without really thinking about them, and then dressed in her work clothes, and went to the counter, where Bethany was waiting. "Those are all fine," Laura said. "I'll buy them." "Okay, just pass them to me and I'll ring them up," said Bethany. Laura froze. She couldn't do that. "No, they're fine as they are," she said. "I'm afraid I need to see them," said Bethany, "or I can't disengage the anti-theft." Beginning to blush a deep red, Laura handed the bundle of underwear over to Bethany. ... She had been expecting to be humiliated by the piss-wet panties, but she hadn't realised it was worse than that. As Bethany began to poke through the pile, her face changing steadily into an expression of horror and disgust, Laura realised that EVERY pair of panties was wet, right where they had come into contact with her sopping wet twat. She had just handed Bethany a pile of underwear soaked with her cunt honey. "God," said Bethany, wrinkling her nose. "What have you DONE to these?" "I'm sorry," said Laura, wishing she could just run away. "I'll pay for them, okay?" Bethany was clearly revolted by Laura. "You'd better. Pass me your card." Laura passed across her credit card and stood, fidgeting, while Bethany processed it. There was a long delay, and then a noise Laura recognised - the noise of her card being declined. Her heart sank. Of course there wasn't the money to buy expensive lingerie on her card. She had paid her blackmailer as much as she was able, and she was at the end of her public service pay cycle. She couldn't afford this lingerie. Bethany was looking at the card in horror. "What the fuck?" she said. "Do you have another card?" Laura felt herself starting to cry. "No," she said. "I'm sorry. I didn't realise. I don't have the money." Bethany held up the wet panties. "These can't be resold, you know? They're going to come out of my paycheck. I can't afford these either, you know?" "I'm sorry," Laura repeated. She was just glad there was no one else in the shop. ...