Carrie's Shopping Day (An Erica spin-off story)
Posted: Wed Oct 09, 2024 9:45 pm
So I wanted for a while now to write something where Carrie is the focus of the story, I eventually came up with this idea that takes place right after the arcade story that I wrote a while back, hope you guys enjoy it.
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It was only like a few days since Lisa made Erica strip and put on a show for us in an arcade, Lisa had called me and ordered me to come over. She didn’t exactly tell me why, but I had an inkling.
Oh, hi everyone, it’s me Carrie, in case you haven’t guessed already, I decided to give Erica a little break from telling stories to give you guys one from my point of view, and trust me, it’s a wild one.
I put on a cute little blouse that showed off my trim tummy with some very tiny hot pants. Which left half my ass hanging out, I also had a thong and a very sexy bra on underneath before I headed out to see Lisa.
***
“So why are we here?” I asked Lisa, who didn’t say a word after I found her standing at the entrance to the mall, she simply turned around and started walking the moment I got within ten feet of her.
“Just shopping,” Lisa said in a stern voice, she didn’t sound quite natural, more like she was trying her best not to let any emotion leak out of her tone, it somehow made her seem scarier than if she were upset or even screaming “it’s what people do in a mall, Carrie.”
“Okay yeah, but why are we REALLY here?” It was sometimes like pulling teeth with Lisa, she would only tell you if she wanted to, or if you wore her down like I usually do.
Lisa stopped and turned back to me, almost causing me to bump into her before she asked:
“You gave Erica a ride home the other day.” I say asked, but really, it was more of a statement of fact.
“Correct.” I nodded.
“When I specifically told you to wait for me since I had more plans for her.” another statement of fact.
“Also correct.” I nodded once again.
“Why?” Ah, finally a question, accompanied with a patented folding of the arms that Lisa loves to do when she is lecturing someone.
“Because it seemed more fun that way.” Lisa simply nodded back, as if she understood, not in the sense that she considered my position valid, but more of a processing of what I was saying.
Without another word, Lisa turned back around and started walking again, this is usually how Lisa acted when she was really furious with someone, and that usually ended with someone being stripped naked at the very least.
This was either going to be really humiliating for me, or really fun… Or both, really.
We went to a nice little shop that had some cute clothes, Lisa dragged me over to try out some skirts, but just as I was about to grab a bunch of them to try out in the changing room, I felt her hand on my shoulder stopping me in place.
“Oh no, no need to use the changing rooms, Carrie.” I turned back around as I processed what Lisa was ordering me to do.
“You mean…” my jaw dropped as Lisa nodded, confirming my suspicions.
A little thought crossed my brain at the moment, Lisa was definitely rich, or at least, her dad was, and the way they got rich is by being the only security company in our town big enough to supply security guards to multiple malls at the same time, including this one.
Lisa was never worried about trouble with guards because, more often than not, they were scared of HER, not the other way around.
This and the ungodly amount of money she could command gave Lisa all the confidence in the world to go around bossing people around and making sure they did what she told them to do, unafraid of any true consequences of her actions, she was a famous diva in our neck of the woods.
I reached down and undid the button and zipper on my hotpants, slowly shimmying out of them right there in the middle of the store, in front of everyone to see wearing nothing below the waist beyond a very skimpy thong.
After handing over the shorts to Lisa, I started modeling the skirts for Lisa, who simply told me whether or not she liked them on me. If there was any logic behind what she approved of beyond mere taste, I really couldn’t tell.
About halfway through modeling the skirt, Lisa stopped me:
“Yeah, this isn’t working, that thong is ruining the whole thing,” Lisa said, shaking her head “lose it.”
I swallowed, feeling my heart beat with excitement as I pushed the thong down and off my legs, I was now standing there completely bottomless, my bare ass and juicy lips on full display as I handed the thong over to Lisa.
I continued modeling the skirts for Lisa, standing out in the open completely bottomless for a good chunk of that time, people were eyeing me throughout its entirety, not that I minded, Lisa did stuff like this quite often with me, not as much as she did with Erica, then again Erica did make it easy for all of us, not only did she present such an easy target, she enjoyed it so much despite how much she protested.
“Okay, I think I’ve seen enough,” Eventually Lisa did pick out a skirt for me, it was, ironically, as short as my hotpants, I would be showing the same amount of ass standing up, but if I were to bend over even slightly, someone would get to see a full moon even indoors!
I moved to put the skirt on, but Lisa stopped me, pointing at the counter: “This isn’t your skirt Carrie, not yet at least.”
I gulped, walking wordlessly towards the cashier, who had been watching me this whole time as I modeled the skirts for Lisa, now taking the skirt from me, without saying a word herself, I wondered if she knew who Lisa was as she rang the skirt up.
Suddenly I felt a sharp sting on my butt! Lisa had walked up and spanked my bare bottom as I waited for the shop employee to finish dealing with the skirt, and not only that, she even started squeezing my (admittedly) juicy behind.
“That’ll be $34.99, miss.” The girl at the register looked like she had the same question I did, which was how was I planning to pay for the skirt to begin with, seeing how I didn’t seem to have any money on me (which I didn’t).
Thankfully, this was one area where Lisa was more than happy to help out, she stepped up and handed the girl her credit card, who proceeded to use it to pay for the skirt.
I grabbed the skirt once again, and looked at Lisa as I attempted to put it on, this time Lisa didn’t stop me, I successfully managed to put the skirt on.
“You know, I like it, the breeze hitting that special place,” I swayed, the pink pleat skirt swayed along with the movement of my own hips, threatening to give anyone staring at me a peek at my treasure “very… exhilarating.”
I bit my lip as I let my hand wander down to my crotch, intent on getting a little touch in while I was feeling good, but Lisa smacked my hand away in disgust.
“Carrie, I know you’re as big of an exhibitionist slut as Erica is, maybe even bigger,” Lisa crossed her arms, the disgust was more than obvious, and she wasn’t shy about speaking in a very audible tone as we were still next to the register, thankfully there was no one waiting in line, so we weren’t holding anyone up “but Erica at least has the decency to act like she’s embarrassed about it, you on the other hand would gladly have a gangbang in the middle of this mall if you had the chance.”
“No…” I did my best to deny this accusation even as I hungrily and vividly imagined it in my head, I even wanted to reach down and touch myself, imagining the scenario, but Lisa wouldn’t have any of it as she smacked my hand away “A gangbang would be too much, too exhausting.”
Lisa scoffed and rolled her eyes, and dragged me along to another shop, where I was supposed to find a top.
Much like before, Lisa made me change in the middle of the store, I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, taking it off my body and revealing my white bra underneath, but this time around, Lisa wanted to hurry it up:
“Bra too, Carrie.” Lisa said tersely, I took a deep breath and reached back, unsnapping my bra and taking it off my body, I was fairly conscious that I was standing topless in full view of everybody as I handed my removed clothes over to Lisa, I could feel my nipples stiffening under the gazes of all the women around me.
Just like Lisa said, I wasn’t as gunshy about doing this as Erica would be, I stood there without covering, proudly sticking my chest out in Lisa’s face as I modeled tops for her.
Much like before, I was told to take Lisa’s pick (a rather thin and skimpy top) to the register, still topless, and pay for it, and also like before, Lisa brought her card to pay for it as she gave my breasts a good squeeze.
After paying and allowing me to put my new top on, Lisa just grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the store.
By this point, I was definitely horny enough to want to reach down and play with my little kitty even as we walked in the middle of the mall, but Lisa still wouldn’t let me, any time got close to that area in general, Lisa would slap my hand away and tell me to control myself, I was barely able to concentrate when I realized that I was now standing in the middle of a lingerie store.
“Chop chop, Carrie,” Lisa said, clapping her hands lightly as if to spur me into action “now we get you some underwear, so take it off.”
“... All of it?” I double checked with Lisa, ascertaining if she actually intended me to strip naked here in the store, and a nod came to confirm this command “Can I at least use the changing room this time? I would love some privacy…”
Lisa looked suspiciously at me, wondering why I was getting modest all of a sudden, and she was right to, the moment I went into the changing booth, I was going to do my best to rub out an orgasm, hopefully without making much noise to tip Lisa off, I’d do it in front of her, but I doubt she’d let me.
“Fine, but be quick about it, we don’t have all day.” Lisa sighed and walked over to the changing booths, not even bothering to tell me to follow her, it went without saying in her head.
I was dismayed to see that the booths did not in fact have doors but curtains in place, this was galling, people got naked in there, and leaving these rooms so vulnerable was thoughtless… It was also going to make my objective of masturbating discreetly in there way harder.
Undeterred as I was really on the verge of exploding, I stepped in, getting disrobed almost immediately, I wasted no time in putting my hands to work, one took to pinching and pulling on my nipples, the other found its way to my little clit and began toying with it.
Of course, Lisa was determined to keep me from my blessed release, constantly interrupting me with new lingerie to try on, I’d have to stop and take the new outfit, maybe I’d look at it for a few seconds to formulate a response regarding it before hanging it up on the wall and returning to my attempt to reach my climax.
Sadly, I made the mistake of letting a small moan out, it just so happened to come at the same time Lisa had come back with a new set, hearing me, she flung open the curtains, catching me leaning against the wall of the room with my fingers deep inside my pussy, the lingerie she’d given me to try out clearly untouched.
Without saying another word, Lisa pounced and pinched my nipple, not in a sexy way, but in quite a painful way, painful enough to snap me out of the lustful haze I was slipping into.
“Naughty girl!” With those simple words, Lisa pulled me out of the booth still naked by my own nipples! I couldn’t believe it as I was pushed around by Lisa, my arms grabbed and restrained behind my back by what I later found out were my own panties!
Before I knew it, I was being dragged out of the store and right into the busy mall completely naked for all to see! There were even security guards who saw Lisa dragging me around like this without doing anything, they just smiled and nodded at her as she even spanked me in front of them like it’s a normal occurrence!
“Lisa, please don’t do this!” I begged as Lisa pushed me ahead of her, I could feel everyone’s eyes on my bare body as I was paraded in front of the whole mall, finally reaching the a stop at the food court.
“Oh? Suddenly feeling shy about showing your tits off to everyone?” Lisa remarked snidely, delivering another set of smacks to my now reddened rear.
“No, it’s not that…” The fact that I was being exposed to everyone like this didn’t help with my unresolved arousal, in fact, I was more desperate now to cum than I was back at the store.
“As always, a massive slut.” Lisa remarked snidely as she picked up the hint and smacked me once more on my rear. “Alright, I’ll let you cum, but on one condition.”
“What? I’ll do anything.” I was lost in a haze at this point, I certainly needed no convincing when it came to carrying out Lisa’s schemes, but I loved acting like this, the idea that I was under Lisa’s complete control only served to make me hornier.
“I have some plans for little Erica, and I don’t want you mucking things up with your antics,” another smack on the rear, this one strong enough to make me reel “you will do everything I tell you to do with, no complaints, no changes, understood?”
I licked my parched lips and nodded vigorously, more than happy to go along with Lisa’s schemes to begin with, getting to cum was the cherry on top.
“Alright then, get on that table and cum for everyone, slut!” Lisa smacked me one last time as I jumped forwards towards a table in the food court, a crowd already gathered around to gawk at the naked bombshell, not aware they were getting a climactic finish.
I hopped onto the table, leaning back with one hand to support me as I brought my legs up, spread wide open with my heels resting on the edge of the table, giving everyone a clear view of my kitty.
I bit my lips as I reached down with my free hand to tease my clit, a jolt of electricity shot through my body, causing it to convulse as I let out a yelp of pleasure, a murmur ran through the crowd watching me as I let my fingers power through and rub away at my joy button.
Satisfied with the preamble, I let my fingers sneak into the drenched folds of my pussy, I gasped, moving my fingers slowly at first before speeding up as I pumped them in and out enthusiastically, I could feel my orgasm building.
Finally, like a damn breaking, my orgasm hit as I creamed the table underneath me, moaning with abandon and happily telling everyone how good it felt to cum.
***
After a quick exit, I sat next to Lisa in her car, the roof pulled back, not a big deal if not for the fact that I was still naked.
“If you ever act like a brat again, you won’t get off this easily.” Lisa’s choice of words was not lost on me as we came to a stop in front of my place, but I just laughed.
“Oh Lisa, this is exactly why you don’t have more friends,” I leaned in and gave her a peck on the cheek, receiving absolutely no reaction “you’re lucky I’m into shit like this.”
With that, I got out of the car, grabbing my shopping bags from the back as Lisa sighed in frustration, pinching the bridge of her nose and mumbling about how she’s got a headache.
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It was only like a few days since Lisa made Erica strip and put on a show for us in an arcade, Lisa had called me and ordered me to come over. She didn’t exactly tell me why, but I had an inkling.
Oh, hi everyone, it’s me Carrie, in case you haven’t guessed already, I decided to give Erica a little break from telling stories to give you guys one from my point of view, and trust me, it’s a wild one.
I put on a cute little blouse that showed off my trim tummy with some very tiny hot pants. Which left half my ass hanging out, I also had a thong and a very sexy bra on underneath before I headed out to see Lisa.
***
“So why are we here?” I asked Lisa, who didn’t say a word after I found her standing at the entrance to the mall, she simply turned around and started walking the moment I got within ten feet of her.
“Just shopping,” Lisa said in a stern voice, she didn’t sound quite natural, more like she was trying her best not to let any emotion leak out of her tone, it somehow made her seem scarier than if she were upset or even screaming “it’s what people do in a mall, Carrie.”
“Okay yeah, but why are we REALLY here?” It was sometimes like pulling teeth with Lisa, she would only tell you if she wanted to, or if you wore her down like I usually do.
Lisa stopped and turned back to me, almost causing me to bump into her before she asked:
“You gave Erica a ride home the other day.” I say asked, but really, it was more of a statement of fact.
“Correct.” I nodded.
“When I specifically told you to wait for me since I had more plans for her.” another statement of fact.
“Also correct.” I nodded once again.
“Why?” Ah, finally a question, accompanied with a patented folding of the arms that Lisa loves to do when she is lecturing someone.
“Because it seemed more fun that way.” Lisa simply nodded back, as if she understood, not in the sense that she considered my position valid, but more of a processing of what I was saying.
Without another word, Lisa turned back around and started walking again, this is usually how Lisa acted when she was really furious with someone, and that usually ended with someone being stripped naked at the very least.
This was either going to be really humiliating for me, or really fun… Or both, really.
We went to a nice little shop that had some cute clothes, Lisa dragged me over to try out some skirts, but just as I was about to grab a bunch of them to try out in the changing room, I felt her hand on my shoulder stopping me in place.
“Oh no, no need to use the changing rooms, Carrie.” I turned back around as I processed what Lisa was ordering me to do.
“You mean…” my jaw dropped as Lisa nodded, confirming my suspicions.
A little thought crossed my brain at the moment, Lisa was definitely rich, or at least, her dad was, and the way they got rich is by being the only security company in our town big enough to supply security guards to multiple malls at the same time, including this one.
Lisa was never worried about trouble with guards because, more often than not, they were scared of HER, not the other way around.
This and the ungodly amount of money she could command gave Lisa all the confidence in the world to go around bossing people around and making sure they did what she told them to do, unafraid of any true consequences of her actions, she was a famous diva in our neck of the woods.
I reached down and undid the button and zipper on my hotpants, slowly shimmying out of them right there in the middle of the store, in front of everyone to see wearing nothing below the waist beyond a very skimpy thong.
After handing over the shorts to Lisa, I started modeling the skirts for Lisa, who simply told me whether or not she liked them on me. If there was any logic behind what she approved of beyond mere taste, I really couldn’t tell.
About halfway through modeling the skirt, Lisa stopped me:
“Yeah, this isn’t working, that thong is ruining the whole thing,” Lisa said, shaking her head “lose it.”
I swallowed, feeling my heart beat with excitement as I pushed the thong down and off my legs, I was now standing there completely bottomless, my bare ass and juicy lips on full display as I handed the thong over to Lisa.
I continued modeling the skirts for Lisa, standing out in the open completely bottomless for a good chunk of that time, people were eyeing me throughout its entirety, not that I minded, Lisa did stuff like this quite often with me, not as much as she did with Erica, then again Erica did make it easy for all of us, not only did she present such an easy target, she enjoyed it so much despite how much she protested.
“Okay, I think I’ve seen enough,” Eventually Lisa did pick out a skirt for me, it was, ironically, as short as my hotpants, I would be showing the same amount of ass standing up, but if I were to bend over even slightly, someone would get to see a full moon even indoors!
I moved to put the skirt on, but Lisa stopped me, pointing at the counter: “This isn’t your skirt Carrie, not yet at least.”
I gulped, walking wordlessly towards the cashier, who had been watching me this whole time as I modeled the skirts for Lisa, now taking the skirt from me, without saying a word herself, I wondered if she knew who Lisa was as she rang the skirt up.
Suddenly I felt a sharp sting on my butt! Lisa had walked up and spanked my bare bottom as I waited for the shop employee to finish dealing with the skirt, and not only that, she even started squeezing my (admittedly) juicy behind.
“That’ll be $34.99, miss.” The girl at the register looked like she had the same question I did, which was how was I planning to pay for the skirt to begin with, seeing how I didn’t seem to have any money on me (which I didn’t).
Thankfully, this was one area where Lisa was more than happy to help out, she stepped up and handed the girl her credit card, who proceeded to use it to pay for the skirt.
I grabbed the skirt once again, and looked at Lisa as I attempted to put it on, this time Lisa didn’t stop me, I successfully managed to put the skirt on.
“You know, I like it, the breeze hitting that special place,” I swayed, the pink pleat skirt swayed along with the movement of my own hips, threatening to give anyone staring at me a peek at my treasure “very… exhilarating.”
I bit my lip as I let my hand wander down to my crotch, intent on getting a little touch in while I was feeling good, but Lisa smacked my hand away in disgust.
“Carrie, I know you’re as big of an exhibitionist slut as Erica is, maybe even bigger,” Lisa crossed her arms, the disgust was more than obvious, and she wasn’t shy about speaking in a very audible tone as we were still next to the register, thankfully there was no one waiting in line, so we weren’t holding anyone up “but Erica at least has the decency to act like she’s embarrassed about it, you on the other hand would gladly have a gangbang in the middle of this mall if you had the chance.”
“No…” I did my best to deny this accusation even as I hungrily and vividly imagined it in my head, I even wanted to reach down and touch myself, imagining the scenario, but Lisa wouldn’t have any of it as she smacked my hand away “A gangbang would be too much, too exhausting.”
Lisa scoffed and rolled her eyes, and dragged me along to another shop, where I was supposed to find a top.
Much like before, Lisa made me change in the middle of the store, I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, taking it off my body and revealing my white bra underneath, but this time around, Lisa wanted to hurry it up:
“Bra too, Carrie.” Lisa said tersely, I took a deep breath and reached back, unsnapping my bra and taking it off my body, I was fairly conscious that I was standing topless in full view of everybody as I handed my removed clothes over to Lisa, I could feel my nipples stiffening under the gazes of all the women around me.
Just like Lisa said, I wasn’t as gunshy about doing this as Erica would be, I stood there without covering, proudly sticking my chest out in Lisa’s face as I modeled tops for her.
Much like before, I was told to take Lisa’s pick (a rather thin and skimpy top) to the register, still topless, and pay for it, and also like before, Lisa brought her card to pay for it as she gave my breasts a good squeeze.
After paying and allowing me to put my new top on, Lisa just grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the store.
By this point, I was definitely horny enough to want to reach down and play with my little kitty even as we walked in the middle of the mall, but Lisa still wouldn’t let me, any time got close to that area in general, Lisa would slap my hand away and tell me to control myself, I was barely able to concentrate when I realized that I was now standing in the middle of a lingerie store.
“Chop chop, Carrie,” Lisa said, clapping her hands lightly as if to spur me into action “now we get you some underwear, so take it off.”
“... All of it?” I double checked with Lisa, ascertaining if she actually intended me to strip naked here in the store, and a nod came to confirm this command “Can I at least use the changing room this time? I would love some privacy…”
Lisa looked suspiciously at me, wondering why I was getting modest all of a sudden, and she was right to, the moment I went into the changing booth, I was going to do my best to rub out an orgasm, hopefully without making much noise to tip Lisa off, I’d do it in front of her, but I doubt she’d let me.
“Fine, but be quick about it, we don’t have all day.” Lisa sighed and walked over to the changing booths, not even bothering to tell me to follow her, it went without saying in her head.
I was dismayed to see that the booths did not in fact have doors but curtains in place, this was galling, people got naked in there, and leaving these rooms so vulnerable was thoughtless… It was also going to make my objective of masturbating discreetly in there way harder.
Undeterred as I was really on the verge of exploding, I stepped in, getting disrobed almost immediately, I wasted no time in putting my hands to work, one took to pinching and pulling on my nipples, the other found its way to my little clit and began toying with it.
Of course, Lisa was determined to keep me from my blessed release, constantly interrupting me with new lingerie to try on, I’d have to stop and take the new outfit, maybe I’d look at it for a few seconds to formulate a response regarding it before hanging it up on the wall and returning to my attempt to reach my climax.
Sadly, I made the mistake of letting a small moan out, it just so happened to come at the same time Lisa had come back with a new set, hearing me, she flung open the curtains, catching me leaning against the wall of the room with my fingers deep inside my pussy, the lingerie she’d given me to try out clearly untouched.
Without saying another word, Lisa pounced and pinched my nipple, not in a sexy way, but in quite a painful way, painful enough to snap me out of the lustful haze I was slipping into.
“Naughty girl!” With those simple words, Lisa pulled me out of the booth still naked by my own nipples! I couldn’t believe it as I was pushed around by Lisa, my arms grabbed and restrained behind my back by what I later found out were my own panties!
Before I knew it, I was being dragged out of the store and right into the busy mall completely naked for all to see! There were even security guards who saw Lisa dragging me around like this without doing anything, they just smiled and nodded at her as she even spanked me in front of them like it’s a normal occurrence!
“Lisa, please don’t do this!” I begged as Lisa pushed me ahead of her, I could feel everyone’s eyes on my bare body as I was paraded in front of the whole mall, finally reaching the a stop at the food court.
“Oh? Suddenly feeling shy about showing your tits off to everyone?” Lisa remarked snidely, delivering another set of smacks to my now reddened rear.
“No, it’s not that…” The fact that I was being exposed to everyone like this didn’t help with my unresolved arousal, in fact, I was more desperate now to cum than I was back at the store.
“As always, a massive slut.” Lisa remarked snidely as she picked up the hint and smacked me once more on my rear. “Alright, I’ll let you cum, but on one condition.”
“What? I’ll do anything.” I was lost in a haze at this point, I certainly needed no convincing when it came to carrying out Lisa’s schemes, but I loved acting like this, the idea that I was under Lisa’s complete control only served to make me hornier.
“I have some plans for little Erica, and I don’t want you mucking things up with your antics,” another smack on the rear, this one strong enough to make me reel “you will do everything I tell you to do with, no complaints, no changes, understood?”
I licked my parched lips and nodded vigorously, more than happy to go along with Lisa’s schemes to begin with, getting to cum was the cherry on top.
“Alright then, get on that table and cum for everyone, slut!” Lisa smacked me one last time as I jumped forwards towards a table in the food court, a crowd already gathered around to gawk at the naked bombshell, not aware they were getting a climactic finish.
I hopped onto the table, leaning back with one hand to support me as I brought my legs up, spread wide open with my heels resting on the edge of the table, giving everyone a clear view of my kitty.
I bit my lips as I reached down with my free hand to tease my clit, a jolt of electricity shot through my body, causing it to convulse as I let out a yelp of pleasure, a murmur ran through the crowd watching me as I let my fingers power through and rub away at my joy button.
Satisfied with the preamble, I let my fingers sneak into the drenched folds of my pussy, I gasped, moving my fingers slowly at first before speeding up as I pumped them in and out enthusiastically, I could feel my orgasm building.
Finally, like a damn breaking, my orgasm hit as I creamed the table underneath me, moaning with abandon and happily telling everyone how good it felt to cum.
***
After a quick exit, I sat next to Lisa in her car, the roof pulled back, not a big deal if not for the fact that I was still naked.
“If you ever act like a brat again, you won’t get off this easily.” Lisa’s choice of words was not lost on me as we came to a stop in front of my place, but I just laughed.
“Oh Lisa, this is exactly why you don’t have more friends,” I leaned in and gave her a peck on the cheek, receiving absolutely no reaction “you’re lucky I’m into shit like this.”
With that, I got out of the car, grabbing my shopping bags from the back as Lisa sighed in frustration, pinching the bridge of her nose and mumbling about how she’s got a headache.
