800 stones reward!!
After a relaxed lunch, my slave feels much better, so we decide to head to the mall. I have decided to spoil my girls a little and besides, I have promised Hope that I would buy her something nice and I don't want to disappoint her. Too bad that everyone knows everybody in this fucking town, otherwise I would have the girls model lingerie for me in the shop!
Oh, well, I guess I can always buy them online and have them do a fashion show at home, preferably the kind where at the end I get to rip their lingerie off and fuck them silly…
"Ok, ladies. For our first stop, I have a promise to keep. Hope, honey, I promised to buy you something nice, so you get to choose the shop."
"Really, daddy?"
My little girl hops in place like an overexcited bunny. She is so fucking adorable…
"Of course, honey, you lead, we follow!"
At my words, Hope squeals in delight and hugs me, then starts zipping around checking the shop windows while Katie and I follow her at a leisurely pace.
"Katie, love, grab my arm. Another purpose of our outing is to show the world that we are a family now…"
My lovely slave blushes at my words, but shyly passes her arm around mine. Shy she might be, but I can see a smile on her face. I kind of like the feeling, to be honest.
After zipping between stores for a good fifteen minutes, Hope finally finds her target and rushes in, followed by me and Katie. It is a normal store, geared to cater to young people, but the clothes look meh to me.
"Katie, it is only my impression or this store is only so-so?"
Katie blushes and lowers her gaze.
"Really? Looks fine to me…"
Something is fishy here…
"Look at me, my little slave!"
The change of tone and my calling her a slave alerts Katie that I am somewhat angry. She raises her head slowly and looks at me in trepidation. I smile at her to show that I am not that angry, then talk to her gently.
"Katie, I truly cherish you and am very happy to be with you, either as your man or your master, but I cannot and will not stand for you lying to me! So, spill it! What is going on?"
Katie lowers her head and sighs, then looks at me again.
"Ben, we are not rich. Hope is used to shopping in second-class stores where the clothes are not branded and cheaper. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to feel that you had an obligation to spend more for clothing…"
I grab her chin and slowly raise her head, then kiss her softly on the lips.
"Katie, my lovely little slave, did you really think that I would allow you or Hope to wear cheap clothes? Forget the before, now you are mine, and no woman of mine will ever need to worry about money. I understand your good intentions, so I will not punish you this time. Well, no, ok, I will spank you when we go home, after all, you will consider it a treat more than a punishment…"
Katie giggles happily at my words.
"Oh, master…"
I turn my head and locate Hope rummaging among the dresses.
"Hope, honey, let's go!"
Hope turns to look at me disappointed.
"Daddy…"
"No more cheap clothes for you, honey. Let's go and find you something gorgeous!"
"Oh… Yes! Yes, daddy!"
My little cum-eater happily skips to my side and hogs my free arm, then we walk out of the store, with the female clerk giving me an angry look. I guess she heard my words… oops!
With a bit of persuasion and a lot of pushing, the girls finally bring me to a small boutique. As soon as I enter, I realize that the ambiance cannot compare to the previous store. This is much more high class. Hope acts subdued inside here as she feels out of place. With a pat on the shoulder and a bit of cajoling, I convince her to check if there is anything that she likes.
As she starts looking at the available clothes, a female clerk comes near her and says something to her. I see Hope stiffening, then she turns around and returns to us with her head down.
"Daddy… let's go…. I don't need anything…"
As she walks past me, I grab her arm and turn her around, then I raise her chin with a finger, only to see her eyes full of tears.
"Honey, what happened?"
"N-nothing, daddy…"
"Princess, a good girl does not lie. What did that clerk tell you?"
"Daddy…"
"Please, honey, tell me."
"She said… she said that this store is not for poor people like me…"
Hope hangs her head down and starts sobbing. I hug her and let her cry for a bit, then pass her to Katie.
"Wait here."
"Daddy…"
"Ben…"
"I. SAID. WAIT. HERE!"
Furious, I stomp toward the bitch clerk and plant myself in front of her.
The bitch looks ad me with a look full of disdain.
"Yes?"
"Call your fucking manager, now!!"
The brainless idiot snorts at my words.
"Please leave, before I call the police!"
I whip out my phone and dial my lawyer's number on handsfree.
"Thomas, it's Ben. I am at the mall in Saree's exclusive store. A fucking bimbo playing employee insulted my daughter and made her cry, and when I asked to see her manager she told me to leave or she will call the police. I want the police, IRS, and consumer's protection in this fucking store in five minutes flat!"
"Of course, Sir. I will call them immediately. I also know Mrs. Simpson, the owner of the boutique, so I will call her and tell her what a fuckup she hired!"
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