Kaley and Melissa wandered into the new store in their favourite of the two malls on offer. Though it was the grand opening, there were very few clothes available to browse through but neither of them had any money.
‘Wow,’ said Kaley. ‘These are amazing.
‘They really are.’
‘I wonder how much they are.’
‘Does it matter, neither of us get any allowance anyway, and you know Kristin won’t buy it for us, we’re in her bad books.’
‘You’re right I guess, but still, I’m curious.’
She rummaged around looking for a price tag but there didn’t appear to be one.
‘I wonder where the owner is,’ Melissa said.
Kaley looked around for a moment. Suddenly she grabbed the dress and hurried towards the changing room. Melissa shouted after her, ‘hey! What are you doing?’
‘What does it look like?’ She replied and disappeared behind the door.
Melissa hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the dress. ‘You always get me in trouble,’ she muttered, as she closed the changing room door.
A few minutes later, they met out in on the shop floor. They both felt envious of each others dresses, but also knew they looked damn good in the ones they had on.
She didn’t consider herself a vain or shallow person but all the same appearance, especially her own was important to her. She valued intelligence, though didn’t possess a great deal herself, and admired women who achieved great things without their bodies, but all the same, why can’t you look good too. She needed these moments more and more in the new world, she lacked the freedom she once took for granted. She wished she hadn’t gone so wild when they first moved here, maybe it would be different. Maybe her friend would still be alive.
‘We should change back,’ Melissa said. ‘The owner must be back soon, who leaves a store unattended?’But Kaley wasn't listening.
‘What is going on here?’ they both jumped and turned around. Standing in the doorway was a woman they both recognised to be Jennifer Aniston. Both girls could only stand in shock waiting for Jennifer to speak again.
‘What do you think you’re doing?’
‘Those dresses were specially designed by request! Oh my God! They’re being picked up soon, if you girls have ruined them...’
‘No!’ Kaley said. ‘They’re fine!’
‘Who told you you could put them on? Where is your mother?’
‘She’s next door,’ Melissa said quietly.
‘And she left you in here unsupervised?’
‘She told us to wait here for her.’
‘I see…and did she tell you you can try on my designer hand made dresses?’
‘No, ma’am.,’ Kaley said. ‘She told us to sit in here and behave.’
‘And you thought you’d just do whatever you want because I wasn’t here, well girls, you know what’s coming. ‘
Jennifer marched towards them rolling up her imaginary sleeves. They stepped backwards as she drew nearer. She grabbed Kaley by the ear.
She dragged her across the room to a table counter, with high chair surrounding it. ‘I’m going to assume this was your idea, so you can go first.’
Kaley was too scared to move as her dress was unzipped. She felt a breeze on her breasts as Jennifer yanked down the top of her dress. She covered herself from Melissa’s eyes. The dress was pulled down to the floor, along with her panties. She dropped a hand down instantly to cover herself below. Melissa caught sight for a moment of her neatly trimmed blonde bristles. Up until that moment, she had never thought of Kaley in that way, but now, she was wet. As Kaley stared at her, bemused she suddenly realised she was grinning. She stopped.
Jennifer hopped up onto the stool, it was about waist height. When Kaley was pulled kicking and struggling over Jennifer’s knee her hands and feet were a few metres from the floor. She hung helplessly.
It seemed like a lifetime before the first one and when it landed on her right cheek Kaley had already had enough. Though she was a very pretty, and at times feminine, Kaley was very much like the character she once portrayed in a popular TV show called The Big Bang Theory. Penny. She was prone to violence if called upon, having punched her fair share of men before, for many reasons, mostly justified. After she was rescued from the plagued lands and brought to this place, and the awful drinking incident occurred, she received her first ever spanking. It came as quite a shock, she fought it like hell, and wound up making it ten times worse. She had been spanked another one hundred and thirteen times since in the past three years and still fought. She couldn’t help it.
‘Get off me!’
She kicked and screamed as Jennifer’s hand connected repeatedly on alternate cheeks. The sting was immense. She thrust her right arm back and tried to shield her bottom from the blows, guessing each cheek. Jennifer pinned her arm back up against her back. Nothing could stop her now. She glanced at the clock every now and then, hoping it would be over soon. A minute went by and she cried quietly and endured the rest of her spanking.
Melissa placed a hand beneath the purse that sat on her lap, and rubbed her self.
Kaley tried to supress her cries but she couldn’t after a while a few slipped out when Jennifer hit her surprisingly harder. Then when Jennifer consistently hit her harder, she began to cry aloud.
‘Oh my god! Please stop.’
She continued spanking her but spoke. ‘All week I’ve been working on that dress, it’s the first order I’ve had. And you come in here, without any thought whatsoever and just put it on. It’s not that kind of store.’
‘I [SMACK] didn’t [SMACK] know! [SMACK] [SMACK] [SMACK]
Jennifer could see her bottom was turning from light to dark pink and decided to give her closing argument.
‘Can [SMACK] you [SMACK] not [SMACK] read?’
‘Of course, I can, OW! Read!’
‘Well,’ she said and stopped spanking her. She rested her elbows on her back and nodded at the door. ‘What does that sign say?’
‘I can’t see, my eyes are too watery.’
‘Melissa read it for Kaley please.’
‘It says, designer clothes made to fit, pre order only.’
‘Yes. It does. [SMACK] [SMACK] [SMACK] [SMACK] [SMACK] So the next time you visit my shop what aren’t you going to do Kaley?’
‘Try clothes on,’ she cried. The spanking was relentless, she thought it would never end. She looked at the clock again and couldn’t believe only just over two minutes had gone. It felt like hours.
Finally Jennifer stopped. She stopped to admire her work. Her bottom was dark pink virtually all over. She pushed her gently off her knee’s and Kaley landed on her two feet. She sat with her legs open slightly, with Kaley facing her rubbing her bottom. Kaley fought the urge to punch her, she fought it hard.
‘Now, I think you owe me an apology.’
‘I’m sorry Jennifer.’
‘Ow!’ Kaley yelped as Jennifer reached around and hit her bottom.
‘That’s Mrs Aniston to you.’
‘Sorry Mrs Aniston.’
‘Don’t tell me, show me.’
She parted her legs further and pulled her dress to the side where it exposed her leg, Kaley was surprised to see she wore nothing underneath. She was no stranger to going down on older women, Kristin seemed to be perpetually horny and called on Kaley at least once a week. Fully resisting the urge to fight back from the sting on her bottom, she decided not to delay the matter and leant forward, burying her tongue into her snatch. She rested her chin on the stool and placed her hands of both of Jennifer thighs. It occurred to her that Melissa had a free view of her butt, though there wasn’t much she could do about it. She remembered that grin on Melissa’s face, what was that about? Was she enjoying her friend being hurt?
Her tongue pushed inside her as Jennifer’s hand forced her head into her pussy. She let out a loud moan. Kaley had become quite good at oral sex. She realised that the worse she was the longer the process would take, so she practiced on Lauren Bowles, one of the older girls she lived with. Not many girls would see the logic in giving more head to give less, but it made sense to Kaley. Jennifer began to climax in a shorter time than the spanking. Her screams must have been audible outside the shop, which brought to Kaley’s mind something she hadn’t even thought of, the shop windows.
Slowly she turned her head to right and was mortified to see a small gathering of older girls stood watching outside in their school uniforms, Kaley recognised most of them but knew only one by name, Cameron Diaz. They giggled when they caught her stare.
She pushed her head back against Jennifer’s hand but it kept her in place until her elongated moan came to a slow halt. She closed her mouth to avoid the tidal gush.
She jolted back when Jennifer released her, and Melissa reluctantly removed her hand from her soaking pussy. She was sad when Kaley’s asshole turned away from her, she had been staring at it non-stop, unsure why it was so appealing to her. She wasn’t a lesbian but she sure was horny. Before the plague, Melissa had been on a dry spell, she remembered moaning to Kaley one morning over coffee, that it had been over a year since she had had sex. Well now it four years. But that didn’t explain why she had been so transfixed by her other hole. It had looked so tight, which surprised her, she thought Kaley was the sort of girl who would be into that sort of thing. She slept around a lot, it just seemed obvious and yet, so teasingly tight. But Melissa was a Christian girl, so she shook away her impure thoughts.
Jennifer jumped from the stool after she had regained her composure. She grabbed Kaley by the arm and marched her to the back wall. Kaley’s hands were placed crossed behind her hand, elbows pointing out at either side. Her legs were parted slightly. She stood, painfully aware the window shoppers had a direct view of her painted bottom.
Melissa saw Jennifer approaching her and panicked but remained motionless. Jennifer removed Melissa’s bag to pick her up and she noticed a damp patch on her crotch.
‘Look at that!’
Melissa looked down and gulped.
‘You naughty girl!’
Jennifer grabbed her by the ear, she quickly jumped up to avoid the pain. Within seconds her breasts were exposed and then she was naked. Kaley stole a glance occasionally, only for a split second the first few times, she didn’t want to risk another spanking. That was the worst she’d ever had since living here. But when she saw Melissa’s large breasts for the first time, she lingered.
Melissa tried to cover herself, turning away from the growing crowd outside. She caught Kaley staring at her breasts. She moved her hand away and smiled, Kaley smiled back.
Melissa was suddenly snapped back into reality. A firm hand struck her across the middle of her bottom. She skipped forward a step but was prevented from going any further by a vice like grip on her left arm.
She jolted forward again.
Jennifer pivoted around in a circle as Melissa stepped forward each time her hand struck her bottom.
The smacks were much slower than Kaley’s but twice as hard. Melissa found she was usually hit harder and for much longer because she was older than Kaley, for some reason that mattered to the women in charge. It wasn’t the pain that bothered her the most, it was the humiliation. Her left arm was firmly gripped at her side by Jennifer, her right hand couldn’t decide whether to cover her breasts her between her legs, not to mention the urge to rub her increasingly sore bottom. When she faced the window, she chose to cover her pussy. She hated them seeing her bare breasts but there was nothing she could do. As she circled around to face Kaley, she rubbed her bottom, allowing Kaley a view she longed to see.
Kaley bit her lip and twisted back around before Jennifer would see her. It was only a fraction of a second that she got to see but, it was stuck in her mind now. Why was she feeling like this?
Round and round she went, she was even starting to feel a bit dizzy. When suddenly, Jennifer stopped pivoting and the smacks came hard and fast.
The sting became so intense that Melissa started to scream uncontrollably. Jennifer winced at the pitch, she didn’t know people could make such sounds but it didn’t stop her.
Melissa had no choice but to move her hand away from her pussy and protect her bottom. She felt so humiliated, bared in front of a large crowd of laughing onlookers. Jennifer shouted at her for blocking her hand, and she hooked both her arms behind her back and resumed. Melissa began to wail, tears filled her eyes. She didn’t think she could take anymore but she did, she had no choice.
Jennifer deliver her last smack to a now very red bottom. It had certainly been harder than Kaley’s but then she had wet the dress. She pulled her over the settee and sat down, spreading her legs once more.
‘Apologise,’ she said.
Melissa dropped down to her knees and placed her head between her thighs, glad at least that she was hidden from view from crowd. Melissa hated giving head. She had never liked blowjobs in the old world for the same reason, she couldn’t get the idea of what else that body part was used for out of her mind. It didn’t help matters either that she seemed to be the worst at it, even when she tried her hardest she rarely got a reaction. At first she thought being bad at it would make her have to do it less, maybe they’d pick someone else. She was wrong. Kristin always picked her.
It was obvious Jennifer wasn’t enjoying it. She started bucking her hips, thrusting her pussy back and forth, trying to fuck her face. Melissa struggled to breath as her pussy rubbed up and down her face. She pushed against her and Jennifer let go. She fell backwards.
Melissa gasped for air as Jennifer pulled her to her feet. She felt despair as she struck her bottom once more.
‘No, please, no more!’
‘Get to the wall,’ Jennifer barked.
Her bottom felt a sharp sting five more times until she reached the wall, her hands were positioned as Kaley’s were. Then Jennifer left the shop without saying a word.