Dirty Shoplifting Slut Gets Caught Redhanded! ♕

Yes, I’m a dirty shoplifting slut but I was broke AF!

During college, I worked as a server for a crappy diner.  The tips were as bad as the food but I had no marketable skills then, so I had no choice.  The boss was a fat, greasy slob and because I denied his disgusting sexual advances, he started to cut my hours.  I thought I’d rather be broke than to let him fuck me but soon I got desperate for cash.  It’s because of my stupid boss that I turned into a dirty shoplifting slut.

It turned out to be fairly easy to get away with shoplifting.  I carried a large tote bag around and started to sneakily drop items into the bag.  The saleswomen were busy gossiping with each other and never paid any attention to me.  I started with just the essentials: bras, panties, things like that.

My big mistake was becoming more adventurous

After cleaning out the discount store a few times, I thought I’d like to go to the more expensive stores and treat myself to something nicer.   I strolled confidently into a high-end department store carrying my tote bag and ready to grab the goods.  I glanced up and noticed there were quite a few surveillance cameras.  Maybe this wasn’t a good idea, I thought.  But then I spotted the makeup counter.

Someone had unpacked a shipment, apparently, and left boxes of makeup stacked on the counter.  As usual, the saleswomen were standing around gossiping (don’t they ever work?) and I saw my chance.  Acting nonchalant, this dirty shoplifting slut walked over, grabbed a few boxes, turned around quickly, dropped the boxes into my tote bag, and off I went, feeling very proud of myself.  Damn, I was getting good at this!

Maybe this dirty shoplifting slut was a bit too cocky this time

I should have just taken off but I was feeling a bit too smug.  I took the elevator up to the second floor to see what goods I might snag up there and at the top of the escalators, waiting for me was a security guard.  My face turned red and my heart started pounding in my chest.  “Keep cool,” I told myself.

“Would you follow me, miss?” the mall cop said, forcefully.  Damn, he sounded and looked very intimidating.

“Why? What’s wrong?” I said in the meekest and most innocent-sounding voice.

“I think you know.” he answered.  Oh, shit.  I’ve ruined my life, I thought as I followed him into his office.  I’m going to be arrested, I’m going to prison for ten years, I’ll never see my boyfriend again.  It was enough to make me cry but I bravely fought back the tears.

He ordered me to sit on a chair in front of his desk

With his arms crossed, he smirked at me. “You slut! I’ve been watching you shake your ass all over the store for an hour,”  he growled.

I decided to give him some sass.  “So?  Is it a crime to shake my ass in a store?”

“It should be!” he answered. “I’ve been so distracted watching you that I haven’t been watching anyone else.  I thought I’d have to sit here and jerk off by myself but then I saw you pinch that makeup.  What a lucky break for me!” he laughed.

“What do you mean?” I was confused.

“Well I’ve detained you,” he answered simply.  When I didn’t respond, he continued. “I have you on tape.  You’re a dirty shoplifting slut and I’ve caught you redhanded.  You can go to jail tonight or I can let you walk out of here – with your stolen makeup – if you show me that ass.”

A slut has to do what a slut has to do!

I stood up, turned around, and raised my tiny skirt, exposing my tight bare ass cheeks with nothing in between them but a hot pink g-string.  When he moaned, I bent over and started to shake my ass side to side and then I bounced it up and down.  Then I heard him unbuckle his belt, muttering something about loving these dirty shoplifting sluts.

First I felt him pull my g-string aside, then I felt his big finger sliding into my pussy.  I was surprised by how wet it was, but you know me, I’m always ready.   He banged my cunt for a minute as I gasped with pleasure.  I was a dirty shoplifting slut who was being sexually extorted. I was loving every minute of it!

Soon, his thick meaty cock was poking against my throbbing clit.  He thrust it in so hard that I knew I would have fallen over if he wasn’t holding on to my hips.  I pushed back against him and begged him to fuck me harder.  He complied!  I got the pounding of my life.

Dirty Shoplifting Slut Pays the Toll!

As he pumped his cock into my tight hungry pussy, he reached around with one hand, pulled my tank top down, and started to pinch and squeeze my nipple.  When I cried out in surprise and some sweet pain, he laughed and started to slap my tit, making it jiggle even more.  I felt his hot breath on my back and I could tell he was ready to blow his load soon.  If this was his way of punishing a dirty shoplifting slut, I decided I’d be coming back to this store more often.

So in the end, this slut went home with a very sore pussy, bruised nipples, cum-drenched panties… and some very high-end makeup!  I’d say I got the sweet end of that deal!  What do you think?