Hello Miss Jane
By Sweet Kira and edited by Jane Parks
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. None of the characters or events herein are based on real people, either living or dead. It was produced for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or if reading stories of a sexual nature upsets you, do not read any further! By reading further, you certify that you have accessed/requested access to this material willfully, and that you are an adult 21 years of age or older. You also certify that to your knowledge, this material does not offend the standards in your area, nor is it in violation of any of local, state, or federal law.
Sweet Kira begins the dialogue...
My name is kira. I'm 24 and live in *********. I just love your stories in Nifty.org. I just found them and they are so wonderful to read. So sexy and humiliating. I am sub myself, at least i think i am.
I haven't had much experience, but would love to explore it more. Your stories turn me on so much. I love the way girls and even older women are so easily controlled and dominated, then made to do things that are so humiliating for them. Things they would never do on their own. I can't wait to read more of your stories.
Would you like to communicate a little, get to know each other. If you are looking for an email slave, a kinky little slut to play with, I would like that. Would you, Miss Jane?
Anyway, I would love to hear back from you.
I love your stories so much!!!
Your hopeful little slave, kira
Jane's reply...
kira,
So, you want to be my little subby slave. Do you have any idea of what you are offering to a woman like me?
Do you really mean it?
Jane
Sweet Kira's reply...
Hello Miss Jane,
OMG, thank you so much for answering me. When I opened my email and saw the letter from you, i got so excited. Yes, please, I am serious about being your little subby slave.
No, i don't fully understand what i am offering to you, but i want to please find out. I want to be under your control and to feel your total domination. The thought of being humiliated by you, like so many of the characters in your stories, is very exciting to me. Please accept this little slut as your subby slave, Miss Jane. I promise to be a good slave and to work very hard to please you.
Please accept me.
Your hopeful subby slave,
kira
Jane's order...
kira,
No bra. No panties. The tightest blouse you own with two buttons unbuttoned. The shortest skirt you own. Go to the mall. Walk around. Smile sexy at all the older women you meet. Ride up and down on the escalator. Go in the ladies room and into a stall. Lock the door. Play with your pussy till you cum. Lick your slutty fingers. Come home and write me all about it.
Jane
Sweet Kira's report...
Hello Miss Jane,
Your slave is so sorry that she is so late with this report. Please forgive her. She decided that she could not do this task on the weekend, when the mall would be so crowded. She did it on Monday evening, after work. However, the mall was still quite crowded, even on a Monday. Your slave then had trouble writing this up. She is so sorry. She promises that she will do better with her next task. The slave's reports is below, Miss Jane.
Your slave hopes that you enjoy it. Miss Jane, thank you so much for this task. It was so exciting and scary. I was so scared and humiliated doing it, but it was really exciting too. Thank you so much for taking me on as your slave. I hope i please you. ================================================================= When I saw your last email, telling me what my first task was, I got a little nervous. I'm pretty shy about my body and never show it off much. To dress like you demanded, and then go to the mall, was going to be hard. But i did it. I thought that you might want to know what your new slave looks like. I am Asian, 5'4, 118 lbs. Long black hair. I'm kind of busty – 36C, with large nipples. That's what made me so nervous. My nipples are very prominent. I always wear a bra or they become quite visible, especially if I'm excited and they get hard. The rest of me is pretty normal, nice trim body and a firm bottom.So i picked out a shirt to wear. I had an old one that i didn't wear anymore. It never did fit properly, was kind of tight. It's white. I put it on with no bra, and left the top two button undone. I looked down at my chest and was shocked. My breasts were staining against the material, and a lot of cleavage was visible. I never show any cleavage with my regular clothes. Even worse, my nipples were plainly visible through the kind of thin material. I wasn't sure i wanted to do this anymore. I would really be showing myself off dressed like this.
I decided then and there that i would go to a mall farther way, where no one would know me. I would die if anyone who knew me saw me dressed like this. For my skirt, i had a little coverup skirt, one that i usually wore over my swim suit bottoms. It was short and loose. With no panties on, i felt almost naked down there. I was afraid that if i bent over too far, people would see everything. Then i remembered that you had ordered me to ride the escalator. Now i knew why. I put on a pair of heels. You didn't expressly demand that, but i assumed you would want me to complete the slutty look. I also made up my face a little more than i normally would, but not too much.
I was so nervous even just leaving my apartment and getting to my car. Luckily it was a little chilly and i wore a long sweater over everything, but really hoped that no one that i knew would stop me. I drove to the mall, got out, took off my sweater and looked at myself again. OMG, i looked like such a tramp – but i was so excited, and scared. I couldn't believe that i was actually going to do this. I could feel myself moistening down there, and i could already feel my nipples hardening a little. I walked to the entrance and went in. People certainly noticed me immediately and i almost left. But i remembered how much i wanted to be your slave and this is what i had to do – humiliate myself to bring you pleasure.
I walked slowly down the mall, pretending to window shop. I got lots of attention – sadly mostly from men – but a few women too. I was so embarrassed. I felt so on display. I covered my breasts with my arms, but walking like that just made me look stupid, so i walked normally. I was afraid to look at anyone. I was SO afraid that i would see someone i knew. I passed a couple of older women, about my Mom's age, but i could barely look at them. I could only imagine what they thought of me. What a little tramp, is probably what they thought. Some teenage girls passed me and checked me out, but i ignored them.I knew that i wasn't doing very well at this. I thought it would be easier, but it was really hard.
I tried to walk normally and just window shop, but it was really hard to act normal. I saw a couple of women approaching me and decided to act. I smiled at them and said Hi. They didn't say anything, but i saw their eyes check out what i was wearing. As i walked past them i glanced back and noticed that one of the women was looking back at me. I turned quickly and kept walking.I made it to the end of the mall and turned around to walk back. Then i remembered your orders to ride the escalators. I saw a pair and went up to the top level. I kept my legs tight together and stood straight the whole way up. Then i took it back down – then up again. The second time i decided to open my legs just a little. It was really scary to do that, but kind of exciting too. I knew there was someone behind me, several steps back, but i didn't dare turn around. The third time up the escalator, I saw a women get on behind me and i decided to do something really daring. I spread my legs just a little and then bent over to brush something off my shoe. I could feel the little skirt riding up my legs and approaching my bottom. I stopped and straightened up, but wondered if i had given the lady behind me a little show, or if she had even been looking. I didn't dare look back at her.I got back to the ground floor, kind of flustered and hot now.
This play acting like a trampy little slut had gotten me very excited. I could feel how wet my pussy was and my nipples were aching. I wanted to head over the restroom, like you ordered, and play with myself. Something else i had NEVER done in a public place before. But as i got to the bottom floor and started walking back, i looked up and there was that women again. The one who i had passed and saw her looking back at me. I passed her again and she said hi. I didn't know what she wanted, so i mumbled hi and kept walking. Too late though. I heard her call to me, so i stopped and turned around. She walked towards me and i could see her eyes running over me, up and down. I felt so humiliated to be standing there, dressed liked that, knowing how prominent my nipples were now and getting more excited by watching this woman check me out. She stopped in front of me and asked if i knew where a certain store was. I knew that was just a lie. I could hardly look her in the eye. I stood there, like an idiot, stepping from one foot to the other. I told her where the store was and pointed in that direction, but she didn't even look. She was looking right at my breasts and i could feel my nipples getting even harder. I could also feel my face getting red. I think she noticed.
She thanked me for the directions and then held her hand out and told me her name was Cathy. I shook her hand and she held my hand a lot longer than necessary. I told her my name and she told me how much she loved it. She was actually really beautiful. Long brown hair and a really pretty face. A nice body too. Very large breasts. I was getting even more turned on looking at her. But i had to get out of there. I was too scared to stay with her. I thanked her and then mumbled something about my friends waiting for me. She knew that was a lie, but let me go. She shook my hand again, but then caressed it with her other hand. I looked up into her face and saw her looking back at me and there was a look in her eyes. I knew that she found me attractive and wanted me. I also knew that i had to leave. I apologized for needing to leave and she let go of my hand. She asked if i came to the mall often and i surprised myself by saying that i did.
She said that maybe we would see each other again sometime. I smiled, at least i think i did, and said maybe. I said goodbye and turned and walked away. A bit down the hall, i turned back to look at her and saw that she was just standing there watching me. I smiled shyly and waved at her. She blew me a kiss. No one does that anymore, but she did. I waved again and walked on. By now I was so turned on, i had to find the restroom quickly. I could feel my pussy all wet and the inside of my thighs were sticky. For a moment, I wondered if Cathy could smell my arousal, when i was standing near her.I found the restroom – thank god it was empty – and went into a stall. I locked the door, lifted up my skirt and sat down. I unbuttoned my shirt to expose my breasts and nipples.
I love to squeeze my nipples when i play with myself. I knew that if i even touched my pussy, i would explode, so i leaned back, caressed my breasts and tickled myself all around my pussy – not yet touching myself there. My nipples were aching and i squeezed and pulled them, sending little painful electric shocks through me – which i love so much. I could feel the stickiness on my thighs. I slowly traced a finger up my slit – god i was so wet. I touched my clit and a throbbing tremor went through me. I rubbed my clit just a little and then slowly slid a finger up inside my puss. OMG it felt good. I knew i had to finish quickly and get out of there before someone came in and saw me in the stall with my legs all spread open.
I slid a second finger into my pussy and pumped myself a little, all the time squeezing my aching nipples. Finally, I had to cum. I plunged my fingers in an out a couple of times and used my thumb to rub my clit. I felt my orgasm building up and then, before i even realized it, it exploded out of me. I almost screamed, i know i moaned out loud. Wave after wave of pleasure flowed through me. I can't remember the last time i had such a strong cum. It was so wonderful. Finally it subsided, slowly and i came down to earth a bit. I was panting like a dog, and sweating, as i sat there. My hair was plastered to my forehead. I caught my breath and relaxed slowly, all the time lazily sliding my fingers in and out of my pussy. I didn't have time for a second cum, and i knew i needed to get out of there. I pulled my fingers out of my puss and looked at them, coated with my glistening juices. I love tasting myself, Miss Jane. I licked my hand, which was also covered with juice. Then i slid my two juice covered fingers into my mouth and sucked them clean. Mmmmmm, it tasted so good. I felt like such a little slut, sitting there, nearly naked and certainly all exposed, licking and sucking pussy juice off of my fingers. You could smell me all over the stall...the smell of sex.
I cleaned myself up as best i could, buttoned by shirt, but still left the top two undone and went back to my car, and drove home. I touched and tickled my pussy all the way home.
Jane's assessment...
Sweet Kira is a good girl, and she does what she is told. She is also a very eloquent and candid reporter of her erotic experiences. She is a hungry little exhibitionist who loves being ordered to do the slutty little things she has always wanted to do. Perhaps I will test her willingness to be my slutty cyberslut again soon.
This work is copyright (c) 2013 by Sweet Kira and edited by Jane Parks. You may download and retain a copy for your personal use as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and this paragraph remain on the copy. Please do not post this story to any web site without permission from the author. All other rights reserved. No alteration of the contents is permitted. Jane Parks can be reached at: janeparkshot@Yahoo.com