Eyes of Dominance

“Connor, please don’t make me do this…” Kim whined from the passenger seat, pulling at her uncomfortably tight clothes. She sunk back into her seat, irrationally paranoid that the nearby drivers stopped at the light would be looking at her.

“Do what?” he responded glibly. “You’re just doing some weekend shopping.”

“Babe, I’m serious, please. I’m really sorry” she pleaded again, as she had many times since getting in the car. She shifted on her sore bottom to look at him and gave him her best, most innocent puppy dog eyes.

However, he just shook his head and continued driving as the light changed. “You can’t be that sorry if you’re fighting the consequences of your actions this hard” he tutted. “You were the one who asked for this, remember?”

“I am sorry!” she protested. “And I did, but you already punished me… wasn’t that enough?” It was true, Kim’s ass spent the morning becoming well aquatinted with his hand and belt, and was still sore an hour later.

“That was part one” he corrected, switching lanes. “Now it’s time for part two. Besides, I don’t know what all the fuss is about. Don’t you like this kind of attention?”

Kim grimaced at the tone of his question, sweet on the surface and yet damning. Not knowing how to respond, she slumped back down in her seat and stared out the window, dreading each moment they pulled closer to their destination.

Kim was, to put it bluntly, a serious habitual flirt. Though she might not seem the type at a glance, she loved being a tease with guys, and the attention and validation it got her. It was never a serious thing on her end, and she tried to clamp down on the habit after she met Conner, but sometimes she couldn’t help but indulge the itch. Conner was aware of her behavior and begrudgingly tolerated it to an extent, as long as it didn’t go too far. After all, to Kim there was a big difference between a bit of harmless fun and disrespect towards her partner. A line that she crossed two days ago at her sister’s Halloween party.

To be fair, there was quite a bit of alcohol consumed. The party was much bigger than she originally anticipated, with dozens of attendants, and she was swept along its currents. One minute she was next to Conner talking to some mutual friends and her sister, the next she was across the room hanging out with some of her brother in law’s coworkers talking sports. She could tell that one of them had taken a liking to her, and rather than extricate herself from the situation she instead decided to have some fun. 

Conner and her had some minor quarrels throughout the week, conflicts that he unanimously got his way in, and she decided now would be the time for some petty revenge. She could see him watching her from across the room, and in her inebriated state thought it would be amusing to try to stir some jealousy in him. So she made a big show of enjoying herself with this new acquaintance, leaning into his arm and ignoring the tracing touches he occasionally gave her. She caught Conner’s eye a few times, and though he looked disapproving he made no effort to stop her, so she kept up with the game, hoping for some kind of reaction.

An hour or so had passed, and her memory got a little hazy after that. She remembered drinking, having a good time, and having another conversation with her sister. Then the guy she had cozied up to had stepped up far too close, made a blatant pass at her, and touched her ass in a way that could no longer pass for fun and games. Being tipsy, she didn’t immediately move away, and soon Conner was at her side pulling her away. They left shortly after under the guise of having morning errands, and drove home in near silence.

Kim was mortified in the morning when she came to her senses and spent all of Saturday morning apologizing profusely to Conner. This was not the first time something like this had happened, and despite seeming calm, he was clearly disappointed in her actions. It was Kim herself that suggested a harsh punishment was in order, to wipe the slate clean and act as a deterrent for the future. Conner agreed but did not want to discipline her in a hung over state, which led to her spending all of Saturday anxious about her punishment the following day. She knew that it would be severe, she had asked for as much, but she didn’t anticipate what Conner had planned, especially after he went shopping for “her punishment attire.”

Conner turned right into the shopping center and Kim anxiously groaned as the department store came into view. Conner had mercifully chosen a store outside their local area. Still, a good amount of weekend shoppers dotted the parking lot, and the thought of getting out of the car dressed as she was filled her with dread.

“Babe…” she whined again fruitlessly, hoping he had a last minute change of heart. But Conner ignored her and circled the lot looking for a place to park. When he finally found an open space, he pulled in and turned off the ignition. Only then did he turn towards her again.

“Kim, we talked about this” he stated matter of factly. “You were the one who asked to be punished. That’s why we’re doing this.”

“Yes, and I’m sorry, but I don’t know if I can do this” she complained. “Can’t you just give me another punishment, like another spanking or something tomorrow?”

“You get spanked quite a lot” Conner replied, “and we both agreed that this punishment should be particularly memorable. I promise that you won’t forget this.”

“But I just….” she exhaled as her voice trailed off, looking at the people entering the store anxiously.

Conner followed her gaze with his eyes. He sighed, then gave her a sympathetic look. “If you don’t think you can do it, then I won’t force you. We can find an another place, or failing that a different punishment. But I guarantee you it will be equally as difficult as this will be. And since we are already here, I think it would be better to get it over with now.”

Kim continued to stare at the front doors. At the moment, she would rather do literally anything than walk through those doors. But she knew that she would feel the same way about doing this anywhere else, and she was sure Conner would craft an equally humiliating punishment if she couldn’t do this. So, unable to bring herself to agree with words, she merely groaned her assent.

Conner nodded, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded sheet of paper. He handled it over to Kim.

“Alright then. Once you are inside, you are to open this and get everything on the list, specifically in the order that it is written. If you come back early without something, I will send you back in to get it.”

Kim felt her grim expression change to confusion. “I thought you were coming in with me?” she asked.

Conner raised an eyebrow. “Oh no, you seem perfectly capable of drawing attention to yourself without my help. I’m going to stay here and wait for you to come back. Besides, I have a fun app on my phone to pass the time with” he said knowingly with a smirk.

Kim squirmed again, all too aware of what he meant, what was currently inside her. She reached out and took the paper from him, and before she could psych herself out, she opened the door and slid off the seat.

The cool late October air kissed her skin, and she was viscerally reminded again of her current outfit, the one Connor had bought for her to wear for today's punishment. She had on an extremely tight, thin white crop top, which was almost see through when exposed to direct light. More concerningly, she wore a pair of high waisted cutoff jean shorts that were a size too small and exposed the bottom of her still cherry red ass cheeks. She had no undergarments underneath either item of clothing. Despite it leaving nothing to the imagination, her shorts did hide two things; the large buttplug inserted into her asshole, and the bluetooth controlled vibrator stuffed in her pussy.

Used to much more modest attire, Kim felt completely exposed, and her clothes being well out of season would certainly attract some looks as well. She hoped the redness of her ass wasn’t too visible to passersby as she walked swiftly up to the entrance of the store, trying to get this punishment over and done with as fast as possible.

The goal was simple; finish all of the shopping list before she attracted too much attention. With luck, she could be in and out of the store within a handful of minutes and put this mortifying event behind her. As she opened the list, however, she found that it wouldn’t be so simple. A veritable laundry list of items were on the paper, seemingly chosen in an order that would require her to cross the store multiple times. What was worse, the vibrator tucked inside of her started to hum to life, as Conner had control of its functions through his phone.

Already feeling as if everyone was looking at her, Kim hurried over to the shopping carts and started towards food goods, trying to avoid the main aisles as much as possible. Walking was already proving to be more difficult than she anticipated; having her holes stuffed and wearing shorts far too small for her left her feeling very restricted. She cursed asking Conner for the vibrator as a birthday gift. She assumed it would be used for fun, not this kind of torture, but it seemed her imagination was lacking.

She had started her task by grabbing three items of food before having to double back towards the laundry detergent. Then she had to cross the store for lightbulbs, and go back across the store again for cereal. She thought about ignoring the order of the list and grabbing the items more efficiently, but she was worried that he might be in the store somewhere trailing her, and she would die if she completed her punishment only to be told that it didn’t count due to not following directions. So she swallowed her encroaching thoughts of disobedience and continued on.

She was more than aware that she had attracted the attention of at least a handful of shoppers. She knew that while the cart somewhat hid her front and chest, it did nothing to shield her reddened exposed rear. She walked as much as possible around the perimeter of the store; she still had to pass other people, but that was far better than taking the shortest available path and showing off for more people. The embarrassment in her continued to build as she heard someone whispering in an aisle she passed, and she prayed it wasn’t about her. 

The embarrassment wasn’t the only thing building, however. While adrenaline and anxiety was enough to hold it at bay for a time, as the minutes rolled by the buzzing inside of her became more and more of a problem. Kim found herself gripping the bar of the shopping cart tight, and more than once had to hide a moan behind an unconvincing cough. The pattern of the vibrator was changing constantly, meaning that not only was Conner actively messing with it, but that Kim couldn’t get used to the sensations and tune them out. Still, despite her lower half feeling like jelly, she was making surprisingly good time on the list. Until she came upon the next item.

Wireless ear buds (to replace your broken pair.)

For the first time since entering the store, Kim froze. It was true that she had been meaning to replace her ear buds for weeks. But all of the headphones and audio equipment were locked up behind the glass in the electronics section. Kim had not anticipated having to talk to anyone while dressed as she was, coming closer and closer to orgasm as the seconds ticked by. Still, choosing not to would mean that all her work so far would be in vain. So she tried to steady herself and walked carefully back towards the back of the store trying to compose herself.

To her chagrin, the employee working electronics was around her age, and fairly handsome at that. She cringed inwardly at the thought that, in another setting, he would be the kind of guy she would normally feel the urge to get just a bit more than familiar with. And he would be seeing her in this humiliating state of dress, unaware of what was happening inside her almost nonexistent shorts. She breathed deeply and approached him.

“H-hi!” she stuttered, realizing only after speaking that the vibrator had here closer than she’d thought to tipping over the edge. “C-can you-u unlock a set of ea-ear buds f-for me?” 

The employee, Dan as his name tag read, smiled at her, not so subtly looking her up and down before replying. “Sure, just show me what you need.”

Oh, I’m already showing you quite enough, she internally grumbled, but she forced a smile and led him to the aisle, knowing full well that his eyes were glued to her behind. She was terrified her would make a comment on the state of her rear. After all, how does one explain that to a stranger? However, if he noticed the redness of her cheeks, he didn’t draw attention to the fact, and unlocked the item and took it to the register for payment. At the counter, he attempted to make small talk with her, but Kim could only manage one word responses without making it obvious that something was up.

“Would you like to join our rewards program?” he asked with practiced cadence. “You can save 5% off of this and every future purchase.”

“Nn-o, I’m okayyyyAAHHH-“ she clamped her hand over her mouth as the device inside of her pulsed just right and rubbed against a sensitive spot, sending a spasm through her body.

Dan looked at her quizzically. “You alright?” he chuckled with an easy charm. “You seem a bit flushed, is everything good?”

Kim nodded much more vigorously than needed. “Thought I had to sneeze. I’m f-fine” she lied. 

The man looked confused, but shrugged and completed the transaction. He started to ask her something, but Kim wasted no time in grabbing the small bag and quickly striding away, desperate to get away from his leering eyes.

Once she had made some distance between her and electronics, she looked over the cart and shopping list. Almost two thirds done; with a bit of tenacity she could power through the last of it and be out of the store in just a few minutes. However, as she made her way back towards chemical for dish washer soap, she had to bite down hard on her tongue and suppress a scream as the vibrator suddenly kicked into high gear. She clutched at the cart for dear life as she waited for the rumbling to die down as it had previously, but it only seemed to build in intensity. Worse still, its vibrations were passing through the thin barrier of flesh within her and beginning to shake her buttplug as well, causing both her holes to be assailed at the same time.

I’m going to cum. The thought fell on her like a guillotine. I’m going to cum in the middle of the store, and there’s nothing I can do about it. 

She considered ignoring all pretenses of stealth and rushing through the last of the list, but even at her fastest she wouldn’t outpace the orgasm rapidly building within her. Desperate to avoid a very public display, she frantically searched for a bathroom, and found one near the pharmacy. Praying that it was unoccupied, she opened the door and nearly cheered aloud when it was empty. She ran to the stall, closed the door, and almost immediately felt the waves of pleasure roil to the surface.

A terrifying thought hit her just as she started to tip over the edge. Please don’t squirt, please don’t squirt, oh God please don’t squirt, she begged, knowing her body's usual response to this type of sensation. Then all thought was temporarily wiped from her mind as her pussy clamped down on the torturous vibrator and the orgasm took hold of her. 

She bit down hard on her arm to muffle the moans, but it did little to hide what was happening in that stall. Her only wish was that no one walked in while she was in the throes of passion. However, she wouldn’t be able to tell even if they did, as the orgasm robbed of all her senses but pleasure, intensified by her predicament despite her conscious mind’s protests.

Seconds slowly rolled by, and the orgasm began to subside. The pleasure of the buzzing device shoved inside of her turned to discomfort as it overstimulated the sensitive nerves of her pussy. Kim looked down and gasped in horror as she realized her prayers were not answered. A deep, noticeable wet spot sat right in the crotch of her jean shorts, and she could feel trace amounts of liquid rolling down her thighs. Groaning in embarrassment, she balled up a handful of toilet paper, trying her best to dry the mark of shame now visible on her clothes.

Still, she had to work quickly, because even though the buzzing vibrator was painful and uncomfortable now, at any moment the pleasure could return and another orgasm would rip through her. Thankfully, the pulsating pattern seemed to be lessening in intensity, though at Conner’s whim it could spring to full power again. Looking down at herself, she made the decision that she was as clean as she was going to get, and with a humiliated sigh opened the stall door.

Thankfully, no one had entered while she was cumming, or if they did they had left before she was aware of their presence. She pushed open the bathroom door, afraid that people may have heard her through the wall. Taking no chances, she grabbed her cart and started rushing through the remaining items. She held the cart close to her front, hoping to hide the stain on her shorts from frontal view. She only hoped it wasn’t visible from the back. 

Her pace quickened, and after only a couple minutes she grabbed the last of the items and raced to checkout. The list had made one last demand of her, but that was to be taken care of after she made her way outside, and she didn’t have the mental energy to think about it at the moment. The paper made no note of her having to use a normal register, so Kim opted to go to self checkout, even seeing the small line that had built up. It was better than having to make small talk with someone else in her current state.

Soon it was her turn to check out, and she was well aware that there were quite a few people behind her potentially staring at her barely covered ass. In addition, she felt the device inside of her stirring to life again, becoming quite the distraction as she scanned her items with shaky hands. Biting down on her tongue again, she swiped the card again and bolted from the store as soon as her receipt printed. She was only vaguely aware that her hurried departure might look suspicious to some, but the only concern on her mind was getting out of the store before she tipped over the edge again. She took a quick glance at the list again, double checking it as she emerged into the parking lot. Now that she was out of the building, the last command on the paper was all that stood between her and a completed punishment.

Put everything in the trunk of the car. Then, walk to the driver's side window, and ask very loudly to suck Daddy's cock.

Kim pushed the cart towards their car, noting that while they were on the last row at the side of the lot, there were plenty of other cars around them, and quite a few people coming and going to and from their vehicles. She wondered just how loud she had to say it, knowing that anything above her normal speaking voice would be heard by at least someone. Still, she couldn't bear to suffer any additional punishment. She would do what she had to in order to wipe the slate clean.

The trunk was popped as she approached, and Kim started loading everything into the back. The buzzing inside of her continued to build, and her legs shook as she dumped the contents of her cart into the car. She pushed the now empty cart into the rack, and as instructed walked over to Conner's window, which was already rolled down. He looked at her from his seat, eyes studying the mess she made of her pants. Kim took a deep breath, and cognizant of just how close she was to cumming and ruining her shorts further, decided to go for it.

"Please daddy, will you let me suck your cock?" she asked, her voice raised to just under a yell. A few cars down the row, she heard a feminine voice giggle incredulously. Someone definitely heard that, and likely more than one, she cringed internally. Conner looked her up and down again, then nodded to the seat next to him.

"Well, thank you for asking so nicely" he said plainly. "Get in."

Kim kept her eyes fixated on the pavement as she circled around the car. She couldn't imagine looking up after saying that out loud so publicly, the thought of meeting an stranger’s eye was too much. She swiftly crawled into the passenger seat, and looked at Conner, who had an expectant expression on his face.

They stared at each other for a few moments, before Conner spoke up. "Well, isn't there something you should be doing right now?"

Kim eyes widened. "You actually want me to... here?"

"You didn't ask for nothing" he smirked, "unless you would prefer to go back in and pick up..." His voice trailed off as Kim quickly leaned over the center console, fumbled at his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Undoing the zipper and pulling the fabric of his boxers down, she found him already hard for her. His dick pulsed hot with blood inches from her face, and Kim felt herself clench down on the objects inside of her again. Wasting no time, she took him deeply in her mouth, filling all her holes at once.

She heard his breath hitch as she started to suck his cock. She didn't know just how much of this was visible to anyone walking by. She really didn't have it in her to care anymore, the organ in her mouth and the vibrator in her pussy had started to erode her coherent thoughts. Adrenaline overriding her better judgement, she found herself giving in to her most primal desire to please her man.

She felt Conner's hand snake into her hair and hold her head tight by the roots, forcing her to bob up and down at the pace and depth he wanted. Kim struggled to take him at the new speed, but did her best to accommodate him. His free hand tapped away at his phone, and an explosion of pleasure washed over her as the vibrations changed patterns again, and she started squirming in her seat.

She heard his voice, loud and husky above her. “Someone’s eager to please now. Maybe we should do this more often.”

Kim groaned in protest, mouth too full for words.

“Oh, you didn’t enjoy flaunting yourself for everyone? That’s weird, because I can see where you made a mess of yourself in there. Did you cum in your shorts?”

Kim tried to pull back to answer with context, but Conner’s hand held her face firmly down impaled on his cock, so after a moment she guiltily nodded.

“Dirty little girl” he chided. “Well know this; I don’t care how much enjoyment you get out of being a little tease, you are mine.” His hand tightened in her hair and became more forceful in guiding her blowjob.

“You can play your games and have your fun all you want, I don’t care” he growled. “But no one else is allowed to touch what is mine. And this,” he reached over and harshly grabbed her swollen ass in his free hand, “is mine. You are mine. Do you understand?”

Kim moaned, feeling her body sprinting towards another climax, but another tap at Conner’s phone lessened the intensity of the vibrations in her.

“Oh no, you aren’t gonna ruin the seat too” he admonished. “If you cum before I do, I’ll make you go back in and ask an employee to help you pick out new shorts after showing them what you did to these ones.”

She doubted that he meant that threat, but she needed no further encouragement. Thankfully, she could tell by his body’s movements that he was close himself. So she continued sucking him, letting his hand guide her head back and forth more fervently until she felt his dick go rigid and explode hot cum into the back of her mouth.

After a brief moment to of shock she swallowed what she could, then diligently worked her tongue around the head of his shaft, cleaning him as best as she could. Still shaking from her own arousal, she rebuttoned his jeans and threaded his belt again, and sat up, refusing to look out the windows. Conner started the car, and they slowly pulled out of the parking lot and back onto the road.

“D-did anyone see?” Kim finally asked.

“A few people walked by, but no one seemed to notice” Conner replied. Kim nodded, then stifled a moan. The vibrator was still on within her, and Conner made no indication that he planned to turn it off. It wasn’t powerful enough to make her orgasm, but it was enough to drive her mad. Lacking the willpower to fight it anymore, she started grinding herself against the seat, anything to wrong more pleasure out of the device. That finally caught Connor’s attention at the next red light.

“You know, if you can’t even wait until we get home, I’m gonna start thinking you actually are an exhibitionist” he joked.

“I’m not…” Kim pouted, her voice breathy with desire.

“Could have fooled me” Conner replied. The car was quiet except for Kim’s soft gasps.

“I-I am sorry…” she said, feeling guilty again despite the pleasure running through her.

“It’s alright” Conner answered. “I know how you are, and though it’s vexing at times, it doesn’t bother me too much. You just got carried away. But you are never to let anyone else touch you like that. Be sure that it doesn’t happen again, or we’ll be doing this again, with a much longer list.”

“Yes sir…” Kim sighed, squirming her hips. She closed her eyes and tried to relax. The orgasm in the bathroom had been intense, but it didn’t come from the same place of need as she felt now. The taste of her partner was still fresh in her mouth, and despite how horrible her ordeal had been, now that it was over something deep within her stirred to life and needed to be sated. She kept her eyes closed the rest of the drive and hoped Conner would reward her for completing her punishment upon getting home. She wasn’t disappointed.

Kim would never stop being a flirt or tease with men. She did occasionally even get a little too drunk, go a little too far, and require discipline. But from that day on, she was very careful that the guys that chatted her up kept their hands to themselves. After that humbling trip to the store, she never wanted to draw the wrong kind of attention again.