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The boutique behind the door was about as upscale as could be, and Chastity found herself blushing as she looked around. It was obvious that this store catered to a particular clientele, and it wasn’t the Omegas it claimed to serve.
“Adam!” Another man in a suit came out from a back room, a wide smile plastered on his face. “I never thought I’d see you in here.”
How does he know everyone who works here? Does he come here often…?Chastity swallowed hard as she watched the two men shake hands.
“Clark. Chastity needs a new wardrobe. She’s woefully underprepared for life as my Omega.”
Chastity’s face flamed at the callous comment, but forced herself to continue looking up as both men glanced her way, Adam’s gaze possessive and lascivious, the other man—Clark?—curious.
“Son of a bitch. You’re a lucky fucker,” he finally said after a few moments. He smiled at Adam, clapping a hand on his shoulder. “She’s something. Would you like me to show you some choices?”
Adam shook his head, smiling. “I think I’ll be okay.”
Clark smiled, a dark glint in his eyes. “Very good. Let me know if you need help.” He turned on his heel without another word, and Chastity watched him leave with a swooping sensation in her stomach. Even more than she did when she was at home under Adam’s thumb, she felt helpless. Bound by society’s expectations of what an Omega was, and how she should behave.
Even worse, she was doing nothing to try to fight it.
“Alright, let’s see.” Adam continued muttering to himself as he stepped forward and started shuffling through racks of clothing. Chastity swallowed hard at some of the clothes she caught glimpses of, words bubbling up to her lips before she could stop them.
“Adam, that isn’t even remotely what…” The words died in her throat as he sent her a look.
“First, you know how I expect you to address me, Chastity. Second, I don’t care what you think you should be wearing. You’re dressing to please me.” He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, kissing her deeply. Her tits crushed against his hard chest, aching from the abuse that he had laid on them before, and she felt her nipples getting harder under the ridiculously thin shirt that she had thrown on before they had left the house.
“I shouldn’t have to keep explaining this to you, girl,” he finally murmured when their lips broke apart. “Everything you do is to please me. I thought we had well established that at home when I was examining your dripping cunt.”
“I…” She swallowed a whimper, trying not to draw more attention to the two of them. Despite the fact that the store was empty other than a few workers, she still didn’t want any of them looking. Her pussy seethed between her legs, still wet from his humiliating exam before, and if Adam told her to bend over and present her pussy for him right then and there, she wasn’t sure she would have the self-restraint to tell him that she wasn’t going to obey his order in public.
It would get her in trouble later, that hypothetical resistance, but she had to put her foot down at some point… right?
Still, there under his grip, she couldn’t tell him the rebellious thoughts that swirled around her head. She didn’t want to. After a few moments, she whispered, “I’m sorry, sir, I just… thought…”
He clicked his tongue softly, stopping her words in their tracks. “Thinking isn’t your strong suit, Chastity.” His fingers dug into her hip for a second before he released her, turning back to the racks and starting to pull articles of clothing. “Hold your arms out, girl.”
She watched silently as he started piling blouses and skirts and dresses on her outstretched arms, blushing furiously as she caught glimpses of some of his choices. A dark green dress with long sleeves and a neckline that would fairly plunge to her navel; a sheer cream-colored blouse that would show every freckle and line of her body; a skirt so tight and short that she wouldn’t be able to bend over even a little without flashing her pussy at anyone.
And, significantly, not a shred of underwear or bra to be seen.
“Sir, I’m not trying to be… defiant or anything…” Chastity struggled to keep up with him as he started walking toward the shoe wall, her arms loaded down with more clothes than she thought she had in her current closet. “But, won’t these clothes be a bit… inappropriate to wear outside? I mean, I can’t wear these outside the house…”
The look he sent her way chilled her to the bone even as it lit the flame between her legs even hotter. “Says who? These are your new work clothes, slut.”
You can’t be serious.
Chastity worked her mouth open and closed for a few seconds while Adam started plucking various strappy, slutty heels off the shelves. “Work clothes…?”
He glanced at her, a dark smile playing on his lips. “You didn’t think that you were going to keep pretending to be a competent neutral at work, did you? Your subordinates will be able to smell your heat on you the next time it hits. Your days of pretending are over, Omega. No point in pretending to be anything other than my gorgeous Omega slut, no matter where you are.”
He piled boxes of shoes on her burdened arms as she squeaked and made tiny protests that never made it further than the seam of her lips, her face burning hotter by the second. Surely he couldn’t expect her to actuallywearsome of these things at heroffice…
“What about… anything for home?” Chastity’s voice broke halfway through the sentence, and the look that Adam sent her made her stomach drop.
“What makes you think you’ll be needing clothes for home anymore?” It was all he said, but it could not have been clearer what he meant. Chastity continued to follow him, brain marinating in humiliation and desperation as Adam finished choosing things.
“Alright, slut, let’s go. You have some clothes to try on.” Chastity had no choice but to follow him helplessly as he walked toward the dressing rooms, leaning on the tiny stand and flashing a smile at the young female attendant behind it.
“A room for my lovely lady here, if you please. And I’ll be coming with her. Need to make sure that everything is on the up and up with her new wardrobe.”
Chastity had to admit that if she had been the girl on the other side of the little podium outside the dressing rooms, she would have had a hard time resisting the charming smile that lit Adam’s features up.
