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Shopping in Derryville
by zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com
She had her hand on the doorknob when Daddy reminded her she had
forgotten something important. In Daddy's opinion, no properly
behaved little girl would dare to leave the house on a shopping
trip to the Derry Air Mall without a butt plug firmly planted
in her tight little bummy hole. Zoey turned around and made the
obligatory cranky face at her Daddy, then stomped off towards
her bedroom. Daddy followed closely behind, looking more amused
then annoyed at the small delay in their shopping trip.
Zoey, who was use to this sort of thing by now, fetched her butt
plug and the jar of Vaseline, and bent over the bottom of the
bed. She was, for the most part, a cooperative young lady, and
her Daddy wasted no time in lifting up her skirt. For some reason
though, whenever Daddy proceeded to lower her panties, Zoey would
start to fuss.
"N0! Daddy please don't take them..."
This was probably more an instinctive response than a real concern
for Zoey, since she obviously knew that the panties had to come
down for the butt plug to go in. Daddy lowered her panties without
delay, and then spread her bummy cheeks wide apart with the fingers
of one hand. He dabbed a small glob of Vaseline onto her wrinkled
pink anus with one finger and slowly started working the plug
into place. Zoey tried her best to relax, knowing that if she
did it would be less painful, but as Daddy twisted and twirled
the butt plug against her bottom hole, she started to whine and
complain.
"Oh Daddy, it's too big. Slower!! OOOH! Owww, oh please, it hurts.
OWWWW"
Daddy seemed amused at her fussing and reminded her that if he
didn't put the butt plug in, she wouldn't behave properly on their
shopping trip. Just as Zoey was about to suggest that perhaps
this one time she didn't need to waddle through Derry Air Mall
with a butt plug in her bummy, the plug reached it's widest point
and then plopped past the muscle and snuggled in-between her cheeks,
a perfect fit.
"There, now don't you feel ashamed you put up such a big fuss
young lady?" Daddy said, as Zoey stood up, her skirt falling down
around her still lowered panties.
Zoey didn't really feel ashamed at all about putting up a fuss,
and her expression probably revealed that fact by the way Daddy's
eyebrows went up when he looked into her eyes. Zoey reached under
her skirt and tugged up her panties.
It was only a five-minute delay for their shopping trip, but it
seemed to give Zoey something to complain about for at least fifteen
minutes after it was inserted. First she complained as they walked
to the car that it felt like it was slipping loose. Daddy gave
her bottom a pat and then a little push against the plug causing
Zoey to blush and look around to see if anyone was watching. Then
again in the car, Zoey complained and called her Daddy a meanie
when he drove quickly over some speed bumps. She probably only
stopped thinking about her butt plug once they parked and walked
into the mall. At that point, she had forgotten that it was even
there!
There is something about a shopping mall, with colorfully tiled
floor, high ceilings, skylights, and water fountains, which could
make anyone forget they have a butt plug in their posterior. Well,
maybe not everyone, but at least a girl like Zoey.
They needed to buy three items that day, some new white cotton
panties for Zoey, some tiger balm, and some of Daddy's favorite
cologne. The first two items were easy. Except for a brief harsh
look from Daddy when Zoey was fawning over the colorful silk thongs
and the moment that Daddy explained to the pharmacist that the
tiger balm was for his daughter's doo doo hole and not for a sore
muscle, the shopping trip was rather uneventful. Things started
to change though when Zoey and Daddy went searching for his favorite
brand of cologne.
When they walked into JC Hineys, Zoey pointed out a section of
the store with ladies fragrances.
"Do you think your favorite brand of perfume is in this store?"
Daddy at first was amused and reminded Zoey that her Daddy doesn't
wear perfume; he wears men's cologne. Zoey smiled and laughed
at her mistake. They couldn't find his favorite brand of cologne
there, but the lady behind the counter told them to try the other
major department stores in the mall.
As they wandered through Bummydales, Zoey slipped again and wondered
aloud where the perfume department was. This time Daddy sounded
stern when he reminded Zoey that men wear cologne and ladies wear
perfume. As they left Bummydales, disappointed once again that
none of the department stores had Daddy's favorite fragrance,
Zoey was prattling about what store they should try next, when
suddenly Daddy grabbed her hand and pulled her quickly toward
the central court of the mall. Zoey didn't realize what was happening
at first, she thought perhaps Daddy had seen a sign for a special
hairbrush sale! But when he sat down on a bench and tugged her
close to his knee, she realized that she was about to get a spanking.
Zoey immediately remembered her butt plug, because she knew that
when her Daddy gives her a spanking, he always spanks her on the
bare bottom. Her hands immediately flew to the back of her skirt
and she begged her Daddy not to pull her panties down. She was
in a panic because she just knew that EVERYONE in the ENTIRE universe
would see her butt plug! With her arms behind her clutching the
back of her skirt, it was simple enough for Daddy to pull Zoey
across his knee. He quickly pinned her hands at the base of her
back, lifted up her short plaid skirt, and revealed her white
cotton panties.
The embarrassing thing was, (although I suppose just about all
of this was embarrassing if you think about it) that her panties
fit tightly enough that the shape of the butt plug poking out
of her bottom hole was visible through her panties. Naturally,
a small crowd started to form around Zoey and her Daddy near the
fountain in front of Bummydales. Zoey is fairly sure she even
heard the mall public address system state that there was a spanking
taking place in the central courtyard. Zoey started to kick and
cry as Daddy warmed her panties with his hand, and when he slowly
started to tug down her panties, her sad little voice echoed all
the way from Hairbrush Republic to Ambermoonies and Pinch.
By the time her panties were tugged all the way down, Zoey had
already apologized profusely for her fragrance terminology mistake.
Still, Daddy spanked her with his big hand until every inch of
her naughty plump bottom was glowing a deep shade of cranberry.
When he was about to let Zoey up off his lap, a very helpful lady
approached and admitted that she couldn't help but overhear their
cologne dilemma. She suggested that they try Rite-Cane Drugs that
sometimes has men's perfumes at a discount price. Daddy rested
his hand on his daughter's red behind, and simply looked at the
pretty woman and smiled with his teeth. Obviously, she was just
asking for it!
Fortunately, everything turned out well that day at the Derry
Air Mall. Zoey quickly forgot all about her sore bottom and the
embarrassment of wearing a butt plug when she was happily slurping
a yogurt creamy at Fanny's Dairy Cream through a straw. Daddy
was overjoyed to find his favorite perfume...er fragrance, at
Rite-Cane Drugs and to top it all off, he had a naughty ladies
business card in his shirt pocket with a promise that she felt
very guilty about her word usage mistake.
What to do? What to do?
© 2004 by zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com, not to be reposted or distributed
without permission
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