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Alexis Tries Shoplifting
by Snow Ghost (fletcher1706@aol.com)
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Alexis tries her hand at shoplifting, and isn't very
good at it, with some interesting results. (M/f-teen,
ped, mast, voy, blkmail)
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Author Note: This story should have been posted before
the "Alexis plays missile zapper", to keep the
continuity even. My apologies.
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I hate my job. Ok, so who doesn't? But this job was
really, really the bottom. I have worked in retail
stores before, everything from one step above "dollar"
stores to "fine clothes and furnishings." Now, I was at
Spencer's. Yea, you know the chain, all the Goth junk,
and cheap "personal toys and relaxers", in other words
vibrators. Ones that will last about 20 minutes,
they're so cheap. There was only ONE compensation to
working there. The females that came in were almost all
sluts. Either genuine sluts right off the street
corners, of those damn hot teenage sluts to be.
Like the one from yesterday, damn, she was hot. I could
tell, just from the body language when she came in, she
was NOT there to shop. Well, not to shop and pay for
anything, at least. I reached under the counter and
turned the extra security cameras on. I really didn't
need them, she was so obvious, it was saddening. I saw
her slip the cheap vibrator in her purse, trying to
hide the move with her body. And what a body!
She tried to be casual as she wandered towards the
door, but I could see her forehead was damp with
perspiration from being scared. I left the counter,
casually, as if I were not aware of her. We reached the
front door about the same time. The security sensor set
off the alarm, she jumped a foot. I stepped close to
her, AFTER she had stepped through the doorway and out
into the mall. That one step was the difference between
stealing and "still going to pay for it."
"Excuse me, Miss, I think you had better come back in
the store with me." I used a deep, stern voice. I knew,
just from her body language and manner, she was used to
obeying people in authority. This was probably the
first time she had ever tried to steal anything.
She followed me back into the store, but she headed
towards the cash register.
"Not that way, young lady, follow me."
She was nearly in tears. "Please, can't I just pay for
it and go?"
"You walked out of the store with it, you stole it,
it's too late to "pay for it" now."
"Shop lifting is a serious crime. This is a matter for
the police'."
She started to cry for real, and I didn't want a scene
right in the store. I hurried to the back, into the
office. I told her to sit down, and empty the contents
of her purse no the desk. She was beet red when she had
to take the vibrator out and show what she had tried to
steal.
I pretended to ignore her as I sat down, windowed
through some screen to bring up the shop lifting
report. "Name?"
Her head was down and her lips were trembling. "Alexis
Moore." She started to beg me to let her go, let her
pay for it, she would never come back to the store
again, bla, bla, bla.
"Save it, Alexis, I hear that from every damn kid that
tries to rip us off. I got out the phone index book and
looked up the police number. All for effect, of course,
we had it on speed dial, but I wanted to mess her mind
up a bit more.
I picked up the phone, put my finger on the first
button, paused and looked at her. then set the phone
back down. I picked up the dildo that she had laid on
the desk. "This is the first thing you ever stole,
isn't it Alexis?"
She couldn't look me in the eye; her head was hanging
down in shame. She nodded and mumbled, "yes."
"Do you realize what happens now? The police are going
to have to bag this and use it for evidence, they are
going to have to fill out a report on what you stole,
and turn it over to your parents, along with your court
appearance ticket. The judge is going to know what you
stole. Did you think about all that before you took
it?"
Me, the police and the judge were bad enough, but when
I mentioned her parents knowing about it, she really
started to cry.
"Alexis, I hate to see kids your age ruin themselves
over one bad choice." I didn't have a partner, so we
couldn't do the "good guy/mean guy" routine, but I
found that switching attitudes suddenly, from the
stern, tough "you have to be punished for what you did,
no matter what", to the caring, "gee, I wish there was
a way to fix this" really kept them off base.
But I didn't really need it with this one; she was too
shaken to think straight.
"Can't... can't you just let me pay for it, and pretend
it didn't happen? Please, just this once, I'll never
steal anything again."
Well, that much I believed her first and only time and
she gets caught.
"Please, help me, if my parents ever find out... I'll
do whatever you say."
My cock stirred in my pants, started to swell. I had
her, she had offered, "Whatever you say." Now to set
her up, make her beg me.
"Pretend it didn't happen? And lose my job, and my
income, for you? How can we "pretend it didn't happen
when I have you ON SECURITY TAPE stealing it?"
"You got enough money to pay my bills when I get fired
for this?'
She shook her head "no", as if I didn't already know
she didn't.
"So what can you offer me that's worth the risk of ME
getting busted for not busting you? Have to be
something pretty damn worthwhile."
"But I don't have anything." She was still crying.
I picked up the vibrator and looked at it. "You must
have wanted it pretty damn bad to risk getting caught
and arrested and having your parents and friends know
what you stole.
Now that I had the vibrator in my hand, looking at it,
right in front of her, she became dead quiet, and
totally embarrassed. She was doing her best not to look
at it herself.
"Do you even know what this thing is for?"
Even with her head down low, I could see her ears
turning red from embarrassment. OH, yes, she knew what
it was for, but at her age, she would rather die than
admit it.
"Look, ok, you want to get out of this without the cops
and the judge and all that shit, right?"
She quickly nodded.
I opened the plastic packaging, rummaged through the
office drawer, found a couple batteries and put them
in. "So here's the deal. I'm not a cold person; I don't
want to see you go through all that shit either. But we
can't have people just coming in here, stealing, and
then wanting me to pretend it didn't happen. I don't
want to lose my job for no reason, if I get fired, then
I got to get something out of it too."
"And I understand girls your age get horny and need
relief too, just like anyone else. So here's the deal.
I'll let you go, erase the tape, forget the entire
thing..."
Her head jerked up, actually looking like she just got
reprieved on her way to the electric chair.
"IF you can show me you know what this thing is for and
how it works."
I have to admit, I absolutely loved the shocked,
unbelieving look on her face when it finally sank in,
when she realized what she would have to do to keep
from being arrested.
What a conflict she was in! Get arrested for stealing,
have her parents and all her friends and neighbors know
about it, have the judge know about it, OR, masturbate
in front of a total stranger, a guy, and be let off the
hook. Sometimes, I love this job.
"I-I... can't do that here, in front of you."
"You got two choices, Alexis, me seeing you, or
everyone else knowing. You get taken away by the
police, before they book you, they get some female cop,
or secretary, some broad, to strip search you, to be
sure you ain't got any weapons. She's going to see you
stark naked, actually, there will be two females there,
so it's not her word against yours that she tried to
feel you up."
I wanted to stress how bad the alternative was, so she
would gladly show me her bare cunt and let me watch her
masturbate, she would actually think I was doing her a
favor!
She spent a few more minutes crying over the "can't you
just let me go"? "Can't I bring you in some money next
week?"
I finally told her (in a very threatening voice) to set
down and choose. Either get her jeans off, and show me
what that thing is for, or I call the police. She stood
there crying. "FUCK IT!" I said. I lifted up the phone,
pushed a button that did nothing, and said, "Connect me
to the city police please."
"NOOOOO, stop, I'll do it."
I set the phone back down; Alexis stood up and took off
her shorts. The fucking little bitch wasn't wearing
panties! And her cunt was shaved bare. This was no,
"hasn't started to grow in yet thing" with tits first,
this was a horny little slut who likes to shave it
bare.
I pushed my chair back from the desk, and motioned her
to sit on it, right in front of me. I was going to get
a real front row seat for this show.
She was blushing nearly purple as she sat on the desk
and spread her legs apart. Her cunt lips were
glistening with pussy juice, she was so wet. And I
could even smell her twat; it was like a heavy perfume.
My cock was stiff and throbbing, but still in my pants.
I was not about to risk ruining this by taking it out,
too soon.
She spread her legs even wider, picked up the vibrator
and started to position it. I told her to stop. She
looked at me totally confused.
"Vibrators work a lot better if you actually put the
batteries in them."
I loved the look that crossed her face, like she
suddenly realized how stupid she had just been. What I
loved even more was her setting there in front of me
with her pussy spread open while she put the batteries
in. She had some trouble getting the end cap screwed
back on the vibrator, her hands were shaking. I was
damned if I would help her, I wanted this to last as
long as possible.
She turned it on and actually jumped when it began to
vibrate in her hand. She closed her eyes and moved it
down to her cunt; she jumped and arched her back as the
vibrating fake cock touched her twat lips. She was so
wet; she didn't need to lubricate the thing. She was
leaving a puddle of pussy juice on my desk, between her
legs.
I didn't mind, I would lick it up later, after she
left.
Right now, my attention was on the private sex show in
front of me. Beads of sweat here on her forehead, her
eyes were closed, and her nipples were sticking out
from her shirt like spikes. The muscles just above her
pussy, where her bush would have been, were starting to
twitch; she was getting close to cumming. And I was
going to be the first man to ever see her cum. She was
making little noises in her throat. Her cunt muscles
were twitching and jumping like crazy. Her head was
rolling from side to side, whipping back and forth.
Then her legs clamped closed tight, her entire body
went rigid. She sat there, trembling, sweat running
down the v of her neck, dampening her tee shirt.
Slowly, she went limp, with her eyes still closed, she
whispered, "Oh, god!"
Finally, she opened her eyes and looked at me. Soon,
the total shame and humiliation of masturbating in
front of me would set in, for now, she was relaxing in
the after glow of her orgasm. And with her vibrator
still in her cunt.
Yes, it was hers now, she could have it, she had earned
it. But she wasn't done yet.
She had her first orgasm by vibrator, now she was going
to have her first from a human.
I pushed my chair back slightly, and pushed her a bit
further back across my desk, but not too much.
Fortunately, it was a large desk; I pushed until she
was laying on her back, her knees over the edge, legs
on either side of me.
I slipped the vibrator out of her, and looking her
right in the eyes, I licked it clean, licking her
sweet, thick cunt juice off it. She blushed again. I
lowered my head down to her twat; the fragrance of hot
pussy was making my cock harder than it had been in
years.
Alexis arched her back and squeezed her thighs tight
around my head when my tongue slid over her cunt lips.
Damn, this girl could crack my head like an egg shell
with those thighs.
I began to suck and lick her cunt seriously. I was
going to lick till she passed out from pleasure. I was
content to stay between this hot teenager's legs all
day, if that's what it took. Her pussy juice was good,
a bit heavy and musky, but good. She must have showered
or douched just before she came to the mall.
In seconds, I had her thrashing around on the table. I
managed to turn the vibrator on, and felt my way up to
her tits, letting the vibrator stimulate her nipples.
Fortunately, the office and door had been soundproofed;
otherwise, 3/4 of the shoppers in the mall would have
heard her moans and screams. She arched her back till I
thought it was going to break, let out one looooong
wail, and collapsed on the desk, spent. My face was
about flooded with her cunt fluids. Her legs went limp,
releasing me from the heavenly prison of her thighs.
I sat up, and used my clean hanky to wipe her pussy
juice off me. The desk blotter was soaked with it, the
smell would stay for months, but I wouldn't mind one
bit. Then I wiped her cunt dry too. It would be a long
time before I washed, or even used, this hanky for
anything other than sniffing when I jerked off.
Alexis stood up, a bit weak in the knees, and put on
her shorts back on. Then she moved close and kissed me.
"See you next week", she said.
I looked at her, uncertain. "Next week?"
I saw some other stuff in your store, stuff I might
want to steal. I wonder what it will be like, getting
handcuffed to your desk." With that statement/promise
hanging in the air, she left.
It was going to be a very long, long week.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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