A bit more fiction today of the M/F variety!

In real-life, I was always a pretty girl, and I got away with murder as a result. But I'm getting older now, and don't continue to get the sort of unrelenting studly male attention I did in my twenties. In this story I cast myself back into my twenties and imagine myself as the most beautiful girl who had hooked a rich older hubbie, David as he is now. Would the offer of spanking and sex get such a girl off the hook for a crime even? Oh yes!

Please enjoy my humble offering in this regard. This is exactly the sort of thing I think about as I rub my little pussy, getting off. Though not as pretty as my AI-generated heroine, I would love to roleplay such a scenario in a real department store with my David and a willing store manager. I'd dress like an cumplete teenage slut. Any takers?

Fiction: Shoplifter Punished (MM/F)

It was a bright Saturday morning, and the sun shone through the large glass windows of the department store. Inside, the hustle and bustle of shoppers filled the air with excitement and anticipation. Amidst the crowd, a tall, handsome man walked hand in hand with his younger beautiful wife.

David was an established lawyer recently married to his much younger wife Julie. Julie was a handful, David had to admit. She always chose to dress inappropriately sexily in public to his mind, and often drew unwanted attention as a result, but he had resigned himself to it.

They were out shopping for a new lamp for their living room, something they had been meaning to do for quite some time. As they walked through the store, Julie's eyes wandered to the various displays and items for sale.

David, being the attentive husband he was, noticed his wife's wandering gaze and smiled. "Go ahead, honey. I'm just going to pick up some cigars from next door. Meet you at the entrance in a bit," he said, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

Julie smiled back at him, her heart filled with love for the man she had married. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and then turned to wander through the store, browsing the various items on display, attracting her usual quota of male attention and female dirty looks. Ha ha!

As she walked through the store, Julie's eyes fell on a small, shiny object that caught her attention. It was a beautiful gold-plated brooch, sitting on a display shelf next to some other items. For some reason, she felt an irresistible urge to take it.

As an entitled teen, Julie had been an inveterate shoplifter. It was an addiction. It was always small items and she was never caught. As she grew up she did it less and less, but every now and then the addictive urge overcame her at unexpected moments.

With barely a thought, Julie reached out and discreetly slipped the brooch into her purse. She felt a rush of adrenaline as she did so, the thrill of doing something forbidden.

Feeling thrilled, and a bit guilty, Julie casually made her way towards the department store entrance to find David. She saw him and walked out of the store towards him. But as soon as she stepped a foot out of the store, she saw a security guard walking briskly towards her. Her heart sank as she realized they must have seen her take the brooch!

The security guard approached her and restrained her, asking her to come with him.

Julie was mortified. She had never been caught like this before, and now she was being taken away by security in front of her husband.

David, who had been waiting for Julie, saw the commotion and rushed over to see what was happening. When he found out that his wife had been caught shoplifting, his heart sank. He couldn't believe that his wife would do such a thing.

The security guard escorted David and Julie to the store manager's office, where he explained the situation and left them alone, door shut. The store manager, a stern-looking man in his fifties, after having listened to the security guard's report, turned to David and Julie.

"Hand it over, Miss," the store manager said.

Julie looked at David who responded, "If you did it, best to come clean."

With a blush, Julie reached into her handbag and pulled out the brooch, handing it to the store manager.

"I'm sorry, but we have a strict policy against shoplifting," the manager said. "We'll have to call the police and press charges."

David's heart sank even further. He couldn't bear the thought of his wife being arrested and having a criminal record. He knew that she had made a mistake, but he also knew that she didn't deserve to have her life ruined over a small item.

Thinking quickly, David came up with a plan. He turned to the store manager and said, "Please, sir. I understand that my wife made a mistake, but I'm begging you to give her another chance. I'll take full responsibility for her actions."

The store manager looked at David skeptically. "And how do you propose to do that?" he asked.

David took a deep breath and said, "I'll consequence her myself. I'll make sure she learns her lesson and never does anything like this again."

The store manager raised an eyebrow. "And just what kind of consequences are you talking about?"

David hesitated for a moment before saying. He had gone through all the options in his head, and only one that relied very much on how attractive his wife was had any chance of success. He knew where it could lead, and was willing to go even there. "I'll give her a good, hard spanking on her bare bottom, right here in your office, while you watch."

"David! No!" Julie screeched.

"Shush!" David said strictly, shushing his naughty wife up instantly.

The store manager's eyes also widened in surprise. He had never heard such a request before. But there was something about the determination in David's eyes that made him believe that he was serious. And it did not hurt that the wife was an incredibly sexy little bundle, with her high heels, her short little skirt, and her firm braless boobs practically spilling out of her dangerously strained blouse. He wouldn't mind at all seeing that little tart given a firm spanking on her bare little ass.

"Alright," the store manager said after a moment of consideration. "If you're willing to do that, I'll let your wife off the hook."

David nodded, relieved that his plan had worked. He turned to Julie, who was sitting next to him, her face red with embarrassment.

"Honey, I'm sorry, but you have to do this," he said softly. "It's the only way to make things right. Think of it as making up for all those spankings your parents never gave you that lead to this."

Julie looked up at her husband, tears streaming down her face. She knew that he was right. She had made a mistake, and now she had to face the consequences of her actions.

David took Julie by the hand and led her to the small couch in the corner of the office. He sat down and then pulled her across his lap, lifting her tight mini skirt and pulling down her panties. Julie gasped as the cool air hit her bare bottom.

The manager looked appreciatively at the girl's bare ass. She was a skinny girl and bent over as she was he could see between her legs her pouting shaven pussy. "What a dirty little slut" he thought to himself, feeling his cock hardening concealed by his desk, "and what a lucky husband. Oh to have my way with that ass for even ten minutes..."

"This might get a bit loud. Have you anything to gag her with?" David asked.

They both looked around the small office.

"Use those," the store manager said, pointing at the little panties pooled around Julie's knees.

David grinned slyly, pulled them off Julie's legs, then stuffed them into Julie's mouth to keep her quiet. He didn't want her to scream or cry out as he spanked her and have anyone come running.

Julie turned to face the manager as David stuffed her mouth with her own panties, her eyes growing comically large. She saw the utter lust in his eyes.

David took a deep breath and then began to spank his wife's bottom. He started off gently, but as he continued, his spanks became harder and more intense. Julie squirmed and whimpered in his lap, her bottom turning pink from the slaps.

David spanked her for a good five minutes, making sure that he covered every inch of her bottom. By the time he was done, Julie was sobbing uncontrollably, her bottom a bright shade of red.

Julie lay across her husband's lap, her bottom stinging from the spanking he had given her. Her face was flushed, and tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to catch her breath through her panty-gag. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She had been spanked by her husband in front of a stranger!

David looked up at the store manager, his face serious. "I've spanked her, and I think she's learned her lesson," he said. "But it's what you think that's important." David knew that if he wanted to get his wife out of this predicament, it lay entirely in the store manager's hands.

"That brooch she tried to steal was expensive. I think she needs more. I think she needs the belt."

David thought quickly. He had no desire to belt his wife's ass, and he saw the lust in the manager's eyes. Julie's ass was world-class, he knew. Julie was oversexed and always trying to drag him to swingers' clubs. He'd offer the manager his wife's sweet ass, in more ways than one.

"Well, If you still feel that she needs further punishment, I have an idea."

The store manager raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you have in mind?"

David cleared his throat. "I suggest that you bend her over your desk and use your belt on her ass. After that, if you still feel unsatisfied, as a recompense, fuck her any way you please."

Julie gasped, her eyes widening in shock. She couldn't believe what her husband was suggesting.

The store manager looked at David for a moment, then nodded. "That sounds like fun," he said, not believing his luck. "But the tart has to agree to it."

"Do you agree?" David asked Julie, piercing her with his light grey eyes, a slight smile playing across his lips unseen by the store manager.

Julie realized what her husband was doing. She had shared with him her fantasies about being fucked "against her will" by an older distinguished gentleman. And the store manager fit the bill perfectly. With a deep blush, she nodded her head yes.

David helped Julie to her feet and led her over to the store manager's desk. He bent her over the desk, re-lifting her skirt to expose her red, swollen bottom, keeping the panties in her mouth.

The store manager unbuckled his belt with a big grin and pulled it out of the loops on his pants. He doubled it over and then brought it down hard on Julie's ass. She cried out in pain, muffled through her panty gag, her body jerking with the strike of the belt.

David watched, his face impassive, as the store manager continued to whip Julie's bottom with his belt. He could see the welts forming on her skin, and he knew that she would be feeling the pain for days to come. He was hoping the manager would end her whipping soon and turn to more pleasurable pursuits.

When the store manager was satisfied, he stepped back and looked down at Julie's reddened bottom. "That should do it for the belt," he said. "Now it's time for the final punishment."

The store manager pulled Julie off his desk by the base of her long hair and put her on the floor at his knees. "Now," he said. "It's time for you to show me just how sorry you really are."

Julie looked up at him, her eyes wide with fear and lust. She knew what was coming.

The store manager again grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back. "Open your mouth," he commanded. He took her panties out of her mouth and clutched them in his hand. "Keep it open," he said.

Julie knelt there with her mouth open, like a baby bird waiting to be fed. The store manager unbuttoned her blouse, letting her bountiful braless breasts spill free of their tight confines. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his large, thick cock. He shoved it into Julie's mouth, forcing it deep down her throat.

Julie gagged and choked, tears streaming down her face as she struggled to breathe. The store manager held her head in place, thrusting his hips and fucking her mouth with deep, brutal strokes.

David watched as his wife was forced to take the store manager's cock in her mouth. He could see the tears streaming down her face, and he knew that she was suffering, but he did nothing to stop it.

After a few minutes, the store manager pulled his cock out of Julie's mouth and wiped his hands on her open blouse. "Don't think I'm done with you yet, tart," he said, looking over to David for a sign. David shrugged and silently indicated for him to have his fill.

He stuffed Julie's mouth once again with her panties, then grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her feet. He pushed her over his desk, lifting her skirt and admiring the view of what he was about to plunder.

He positioned himself behind her and then thrust his cock into her pussy, hard and fast.

Julie cried out in pain as the store manager's cock filled her pussy. He fucked her hard, his hips slamming against her sore, red bottom with every thrust. She could feel his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, stretching her and filling her up.

The store manager fucked her for several minutes, his breath coming in gasps as he pounded her pussy. Finally, he pulled out of her

He picked her up and carried her to the sofa where he put her on her back, lifted and spread her ankles, and pinned them there. This time, he aimed his cock at her asshole and thrust forward, pushing his pussy-juice lubricated cock into her tight little hole.

Julie screamed through her gag as the store manager's cock forced its way into her ass. The pain was intense, and she thought she might pass out, but the pleasure was equally as intense. The store manager didn't stop. He thrust his cock into her ass, hard and fast, until, with a final, brutal thrust, the store manager ejaculated deep inside Julie's ass. He pulled out of her and stepped back, his cock still hard and glistening.

The store manager collected himself, a big grin on his face.

"That's one hot piece of ass," he complimented David.

"I take it you're... satisfied?" David asked with a grin.

"More than satisfied!" he said as he zipped his trousers. "You're free to go. No charges. But you remember this day, young lady, and never make the same mistake again."

David  nodded and helped Julie to her feet. She was unsteady, her legs shaking as she put herself back together again. David put his arm around her and led her out of the office and down the hall.

As they walked, Julie could feel the cum dripping out of her ass, into her panties, and overflowing down her inner thighs. Her jaw was sore, her throat was sore, her mouth was sore, her pussy was sore, her asshole was sore, and her ass was very sore. She could feel the pain from the spanking and the whipping, and she knew that her ass would continue to be sore for days to come.

But as she walked out of the store with her husband, she felt a sense of relief. She had faced her punishment, and she had survived. And now, she knew that she would never make the same mistake again.

FIN

 

Yes, blush (!), that's the shit I most fantasize about...

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