Angela Gets Fucked in Public– (Part 13 of the Angela series) - Sex Stories

Angela Gets Fucked in Public– (Part 13 of the Angela series)

... to car and tapped on the window. Angela jumped and let out a small shriek. “Are you okay?” “Yes... no. What are you doing here? I can’t talk to you. You need to go away and stop trying to talk to me. Michael might see and recognize you. “Michael is the store owner and your Master, isn’t he?” “Yes.” “Well first, Michael left the theater some time ago. And second, if he hadn’t and did see me, so what if he recognizes me? I am a customer, out for the evening and I see the salesperson that helped me sell my house and wanted to say thank you. So why don’t we go somewhere that we can talk? I saw what happened in there Angela. I’ve been keeping an eye on you and I can see you are getting in deeper and deeper. You need to get out of there Angela; need to get away from him before he scars you for life, if he hasn’t already. Please let me help you.” “I don’t. I can’t. He hasn’t hurt me, he loves me. He only does what he does to teach me when I have done something wrong and he is displeased. He is trying to make me a better person. He’s doing everything for me so I learn that I can do more than I thought; go further than I thought. He has given me so many new experiences I am learning from. He is making me beautiful. And I am just so stupid sometimes, that I just don’t always see it. Then he has to take extra time to explain it to me. Sometimes when he has to do that, it upsets him and he has to pun… uhm, discipline me and help me to understand.” Carly wished she could just grab Angela ...

... and shake some sense into her. She wished she could make her hear what she was saying and make her see what was really happening. “Angela, can’t you see he is doing all this for him, not for you? And what do you mean about making you beautiful? Has he made you get more tattoos?” Angela barely nodded her head. “Anything else?” Angela lifted her shirt up a bit, pushed the waist band down and showed her the belly ring. Then she lifted the shirt all the way up and showed her the new nipple rings. Carly reached in and gently touched Angela’s breasts, tracing the new tattoos and circling the nipple gently with her fingertip. “You poor thing! Those bars are huge. They must be quite painful.” “Joseph is building up on the size. Michael loves body art. He is just making me more appealing.” “Is there any more?” Angela stuck out her tongue. “Oh. My. God!!! Please Angela, come and talk to me.” “I can’t. The other man might be watching and see if we go somewhere.” “Other man?” “Someone follows me sometimes. He might be watching me now for all I know.” “Okay, then let’s do this. I will walk away. If the question comes up, I am the customer whose house you helped stage and I was just telling you I got a really good offer on it. Now, can you go shopping if you want?” “Yes. I am free for the remainder of the day.” “Good. Go to the mall and park by the Sears store. Walk through the mall and meet me at the entrance nearest Jergen’s. We will go back to my house and talk. If I’m not there within ...