1. The Shoplifter Chapter One


    Date: 9/1/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 85.2, Source: sexstories.com

    a PC on the desk, said something to the big guard and left the room. Immediately a flat screen on the wall came alive. It was then the senior guy spoke to me for the first time, “Young lady, do you know why we apprehended you?” There was nothing to be gained by arguing. “Yes, I think so.” I whispered in fright. I was shaking all over. He hesitated just looking down at me very sternly, “I must warn you, this is being recorded. Everything you say or do may be used against you in a court of law. Do you understand?” I nodded, yes. “I want you to stand up, take the stolen merchandise from your bag, and place it on the table. Also I want you to put your driver’s license and the credit card you used today on the table. Your card and drivers license will be returned once photographed.” I stood up, and as I reached down to get the shopping bag I realized just how very short my skirt really was. No wonder my dad had been upset when he saw it. The big guard was watching every move I made. I shook all over. My vest was the small open type. I tied to wrap it around me and hold it in place with one hand as I struggled to place the required items on the table with the other. My attempts to keep it closed failed. What I was required to do took two hands. Fear was causing me to show clearly through my thin bra and blouse. Each time I looked down to get another item I would see the outline of my breasts and my short skirt and an additional pulse of fear would pass through me. Why had I worn ...
    such seductive things to a shopping mall? A flat screen on the wall showed everything I was doing; each move was being recorded. What I had put on to entice the boys in the mall; looked outright seductive now as I glanced at the flat screen on the wall. Once I was finished putting the contents of my shopping bag on the table, I gathered my vest around me and turned to face my accuser. I was sobbing, “I am sorry. I know what I did was wrong. Please let me pay for it. I have plenty of money. That one thing was all I took. I have no idea why I did it. I don’t even want it. You have it right there. I just made a terrible mistake. Please let me go...” I kept sobbing. I was stammering, saying what ever came to my mind. He looked at me with a scowl I will never forget. I felt so trapped. There was not one pleasant thing about him. He was scary, plain scary, “Young lady it is nowhere near that simple. You are a shoplifter, caught dead to rights. It could not have been clearer. From the moment you took it, you had no intention of paying for the product. Shoplifting is a major crime and one we address very strongly here. When you shoplift you are as guilty as someone who robs a bank. That PS4 you shoplifted is valued at over five hundred dollars so that makes your crime a felony; a major felony. Do you understand?” I nod slightly; tears were now streaming down my face. I was shaking uncontrollably. “My main job here is to keep shoplifting to an absolute minimum and I am damn good at ...
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