MASTER & SLAVE This is Alicia Karen Andrews, I am 5'5" and about 115 lbs with a healthy chest size and a figure that most guys would die to have. This is the accounts of what happened to bring me to be the person I am today. The day had been a dull and dreary day at home until Alicia got the package in the mail. The package was the size of a normal, medium-sized cardboard box. It did not have a return address on it and the wrapping looked like any other ordinary brown wrapping paper, the kind used by most people to send boxes through the mail in. Looking at the address label, glued to the top of the box and typed in bold black ink, it read: Miss. Alicia K. Andrews 3645 Huntington Avenue Singer, Az 90901-1123 That was her address but who sent the package? No distinct markings on it to tell her where it can from except it was mailed locally. She sat on the couch to open it. Tearing through the paper, she found the box to be white in color and no markings at all on it. Then she ripped open the box, which was not taped shut. Inside the box, on top of some clothing, was an envelope with her name on it but instead of Miss., it read "SLAVE ALICIA." Setting the box aside for now, she opened the envelope and pulled out the folded sheet of paper from inside. The letter was only a single page in length and the writing was the same as that of the address label on the outside of the package. The letter begins with: Slave, I know you are the kind of person that I am currently looking for to fill a spot in my harem of girls. You do not know me but I have been keeping an eye on you for quite some time now. I know many things about you, everything from what your flavor television programs are to what kind of friends you hang around with. I even know what you are doing every hour of the day. In the box are some articles of clothing that, when you are done reading with letter, will take with you when you drive to a mall. On the bottom inside of the box is a phone number that you will call at the mall. MASTER The letter seemed to compel herself to drive to the mall now. So she grabs the box and her purse and heads out the door to her car. After driving to the mall, she looks in the bottom of the box and finds the number to call, (699) 555-MINE. After a number of rings, someone answers the phone on the other end. "So you got the box. Good!" the voice on the phone said. "Unitum Matius Gream Lo Fatus Victum, there you should be under my control. You will follow all orders given to you by myself to the letter. As my mental slave, you will follow these instructions. From now on your name is not Alicia Andrews, it is SLAVE. If a man stops to talk to you, you will answer him with "Yes my Master" and you will tell the truth. Here is what I want you to do: 1 - Go to the ladies bathroom and change into the clothes in the box, throwing your clothes in the dumpster in the center of the mall, 2 - Go to a shoe store. While there you will pick-up and try-on all styles of high-heeled shoes. Pick-out a pair of black three-inches tall high-heels, dropping your shoes in the closest trash bin outside of the store, 3 - Go to a pet store and buy yourself a dog collar, wearing it out of the store after it is paid for. 4 - Next you will leave the mall and head out of town heading east until you hear from me. If anyone stops you from completing these tasks, you WILL DO ANYTHING that you have to do to continue with the completion. Do you understand, slave?" Alicia answers "Yes, my Master" "Good. Now hang the phone up and complete your tasks," then the line went dead. Alicia hangs the phone up and walks to the ladies' room with the box under her arm. Once inside the bathroom, she opens and lays the box on the counter. Inside is a black garter belt and stockings, a black leather micro-mini skirt, a red fancy blouse, and NO bra or panties. As she removes and drops her sweat shirt to the floor, exposing her white bra to the others in the bathroom, an old lady just "Hrmph!" and walks out the door. While the only other two ladies think it is weird but pay no attention to her. Next, she removes the bra, allowing her luscious size 37D- cupped breasts to hang free. Tossing the bra on top of the shirt, the two ladies look at her like she is some kind of weirdo and then the two exit. Alicia slips off her shoes and then pushes her jogging pants down her incredible legs and off, setting them in the pile on the floor with the top and bra. The cool air of the bathroom is making her nipples stand out more predominantly. The nipples are starting to look like two new erasers on some brand-new pencils. Next, she removes her panties just as an obese woman enters with a brat, tagging along behind her. The woman exclaims "Can't you do that some place else? This is a public bathroom, not a changing room!" as she covers the young eyes of her daughter and leaves. Standing there naked to the world, Alicia starts to put the clothes from the box on. She pulls one of the stockings up over her ankle and on up to the where it will connect to the garter belt straps. Then the other one is put on. She snaps the garter belt around her waist, adjusting it so the straps will connect to the stockings. Snapping the belt to the stockings, she fixes the stockings so as to make them fit correctly. Grabbing the skirt from the box, she can hear a few voices just outside of the bathroom but she pays no attention. Pulling the skirt up until it is around her waist, she then grabs and slides the blouse, from the box, on. Buttoning the buttons on the blouse, she tucks the tails of the shirt in the skirt and zips the micro up. After straightening her clothes and pulling on her shoes, she grabs the pile and the box and heads to the center of the mall. Outside the bathroom, the obese woman is yelling at a mall guard, pointing and gesturing, as Alicia exits. "Yes! She was standing there with nothing on!" the obese woman shouts. "Ok, madam. I know but it is a bathroom and you are a woman," the guard says as he tries to quite her down. Pointing at Alicia, the obese woman yells, "There she is officer. That is the woman I saw in the bathroom!" Walking after Alicia, the guard catches up to her and says "Excuse me, miss. Miss." "Yes my Master," Alicia says. The guard grabs hold of her arm and walks her back to the entrance to the bathroom, then asks her, "this woman over here tells me you were in the bathroom changing, when her and her daughter entered and found you in the state of undress. Is that true?" "Yes, my Master," she says in response. Letting go of Alicia's arm and looking at her with a puzzling glance, the guard tells her, "you just can not be doing that. I will have to escort you back to the mall security office and get your name. Please come with me." "Sorry, Master. I will not do it again. If you let me go I will do ANYTHING you say," Alicia says with a pouting look. "Ok, no harm was done but you will have to still come with me," the guard says as he waves the other people on and tells the obese woman that, "everything is under control. I will take care of this one personally." When they get to the office, he shuffles Alicia into a storeroom in the back. He tells her, "Ok, I will not write a report on you if I can get some." So Alicia drops to her knees and pulling his cock out after unzipping his fly. This catches the guard off balance but he is already semi-hard from the way she looks and her "Yes my Master" responses. She holds his cock by the base as she gobbles it. She starts to suck it until he is on the verge of coming. He feels a loss as Alicia pulls his cock out of her mouth and stands up. "Hey bitch! What gives?" he exclaims. He grabs for his handcuffs and swings her around, slapping them on her and pushing her up against a filing cabinet. "Hey! I think you need to be taught a lessen for that," he says as he pulls up on her skirt, exposing her bare butt cheeks to his astonishment. Lifting her up by the waist, he wiggles himself in between her legs and rams his rock-hard cock into her cunt. She lets out a gasp of air escape her mouth as he plunges into the depths of her womanhood in one push. Acting like a high-powered piston, he pumps her in and out until, with one last mighty push, he blasts her insides like a geyser with his seed. Just having spent himself, he slaps her on the ass and tells her to fix yourself and get the fuck out of the mall. Alicia pulls down her skirt after wiping herself off, she leaves the office on her way to the center of the mall. Reaching the center, she discards her old clothes in the trash bin. She heads for a shoe store to buy a pair of black three-inch tall heels. Upon entering, she was hit with two salesmen about if they could help her find anything. "Yes my Masters, I need a pair of black heels with a three- inch spike," Alicia said. They gasp with bewilderment at the response they received. Falling over one another, the two men run into the back to get all the pairs of shoes she asked for, not first getting her shoe size. After getting her size this time, they bring out ALL the shoes in her size for her to try on. As the first man is helping her try on a shoe, he glances up at her and sees that she is not wearing anything under her skirt. He tells his buddy and he gets a beaver shot also. Having picked the pair she wants, the two men tell her that the shoes are on the house. Alicia then walks to the pet store to get the dog collar. She enters and all the male animals go wild. She quickly gets one and pays for it, putting it on at the counter in front of the clerk. Alicia leaves the mall and heads for her car. She gets in and pulls out of the parking lot, turning on the access road to the highway east out of town. **********************End of Part One****************************