Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

BDSM: My Wife's Submission EP15

As we continued our walk through the mall, I handed the bag to Tina and said, "these are for your collars slut. This way you'll know which one belongs to which."

A slight blush colored her cheeks as she took the bag. "Thank you Sir."

At the end of the next hallway we found ourselves at the entrance to one of the large department stores. Heading in, we made our way over to the swim suit section. I was pleased to see that it was quite busy in this area of the store as we began browsing the swimsuit racks.

Turning to my wife I asked, "I want you to pick out some styles of bikinis for Debbie that you think I will enjoy seeing her in. I want them to leave very little to the imagination," I added as she began to turn away.

After several minutes of rifling through the racks, my wife began to hold up potential suits to me. After selecting several promising ones, I asked Tina, "are these suits her size?" "Yes Sir."

to find those suits in a size smaller

smaller sizes, we made our way over to the changing rooms so that Debbie could try them on for me. I purposely selected the changing room closest to the entrance, ensuring that the maximum amount of traffic would pass by her curtain as well as the fact that it was also in view of the main area of the swimsuit section. Once Debbie was inside of the cubicle, I handed her the first suit and directed her to put it on. As I closed the curtain behind her, I purposely left it open a

the top, she opened the curtain the rest of the way and stepped out of her cubicle. Rising from the chairs my wife and I had been sitting in, I motioned for her to follow me out into the main area. The voyeur followed close behind - all thoughts of his wife left behind in the dressing room with her. "Stand in front of those mirrors. I want to see

from earlier I asked, "what do you think? Do you think the suit covers up too much of her

his eyes off of her, he hesitantly replied,

gentleman who had walked over I asked, "what do you think about the top? Does it show enough nipple or should we look for a smaller one?" His reply was similar to the first fellow. "Alright, lets head back into the dressing room and try on another one then," I announced to no one in particular. When Debbie was back in her cubicle, I handed her another suit, and then closed the curtain half-way this time, giving an even better view to anyone

could begin to see the slightest bit of dampness in the crotch of her bikini bottom. Motioning again to the mirrors, I had Debbie repeat the process from earlier. With her

was one more suit to try on, I could see the excitement in the eyes of those gathered around. I again only bothered to close the curtain half-way allowing the few men gathered around a good look at Debbie as she stripped naked and then squeezed into the final

her eyes. "Place your hands on top of your head and then turn around slowly." As she reached up to place her hands on top of her head, the material stretched tight across her nipples straining to hold their package in,

slowly." Blushing a deeper shade of red which had worked its way down to her shoulders, she did as ordered. I could see my wife licking her lips with a grin on her face as she enjoyed Debbie's humiliation. I began to invite comments from the crowd as Debbie continued to slowly turn about with her breasts hanging out for all to see. The men became bolder and began to comment on her hard

giggling girls piped up and said, "make her bend over and