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Mind Control Harem Ch. 03.5: Shopping

*This chapter has less smut than previous ones; sorry, there's a lot of character development.*

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Cumkitty, Bitchpuppy, Tittytoy and Master arrived at the mall at about noon, in Master's car. While Tittytoy wouldn't be permitted to, since she was to only wear her breast decor and her panties, Master had taken Cumkitty and Bitchpuppy here to buy them new bikinis for the beach. While, initially, Master had only planned on getting something for Cumkitty, when Bitchpuppy begged for a new bikini "so that she could look sexier" he thought it was pretty cute, and knew that he'd have to reward her for being such a submissive little sexpet without even being ordered to.

Of course, he knew that she actually wanted a bikini because fabric underwear isn't made to stay on and feel good after being submerged in water, but he was fine with granting her this request; he didn't want to actively make her feel uncomfortable, just humiliated and, consequently, aroused. Master let Bitchpuppy run off into one of the clothing stores, right after telling her it was obligatory to get a dental floss bikini and nothing else, of course. This made Puppy turn red and look away a little angrily, embarrassed at the order, but she nodded obediently, and scurried off.

Cumkitty, meanwhile, had been allowed to get a bikini because she was his cute little kitty; Master was happy to buy Kitty a new bikini if she wanted it. And she did. Kitty had proposed the idea, also hoping to get Justin into his own swimsuit, but more than that, wanting to look pretty for him. And, she knew that no matter what she was wearing, she looked adorable to him; he always told her, and every time, without fail, she blushed, feeling tingly and happy when he complimented her. But she liked pleasing him as much as she could, either way.

Cumkitty gazed up at him, and giggled a little as the two walked into the mall. He's so cute... She wrapped her arms around his right forearm and followed him into the swimwear store. In response, he smiled and kissed her forehead.

Before being his submissive little Kitty, Bella hadn't craved to be taken care of. She didn't feel like sex object then, and, honestly, she still didn't now. She was a person, a genuine girl. She had her fair share of profound, pensive conversations with Justin, she still played video games and studied with him, they were friends. Their lives didn't completely revolve around sex. But that didn't take away from the fact that she loved having him as a master. She always wore her kitty attire, except when Justin told her not to, she always obeyed him, not because of threats or hypnosis, but because she loved to, and she understood that she was a sexkitty, so, even though Justin more than respected her, she knew she had to submit to his sexual whims. And she loved it.

So, despite the fact that (or maybe even because) she was reasonable, clear-eyed and well balanced, she was elated to indulge in the subservient, power-play-promiscuity of being Justin's little slut.

Justin and Bella entered the women's section first.

"Alright, Bella, feel free to pick out whatever you like. I'm gonna go see if I can find something to wear, too." Justin winked, making Bella chuckle, excited to see Justin in trunks.

"Yes, master!" As Justin left her, she started to explore the aisles, looking for something to wear. She felt notably overexposed, since, at the moment, she only had a trenchcoat on top of her underwear and tail, as that was what she was wearing when they left May's apartment. But, she tried to ignore it, and calmed herself, since, as far as she was aware, no one had noticed yet.

She sifted through different sets of bikinis, discarding anything too colorful; she felt it wouldn't match with her black ears and tail (which she had on), and, either way, she was a fan of black. She thought it accentuated her black hair and forest green eyes.

For a moment, she thought of what Justin had told Puppy: get a floss bikini. And so, Kitty considered it. Is that what Justin wants? I would like to make him happy... She as she thought about it, she spotted a very thin dental floss bikini; it didn't even have patches to cover the nipples and crotch, it was just black, nylon string... She did admit it would make her feel sexy, and she didn't mind feeling a little flustered wearing something so revealing in front of Justin and the slaves, but she would be using it in public, at the beach... What if somebody judged her? But, Justin would like it... And... she could feel her pussy tingle a little as she thought about wearing it...

She decided to take the string bikini, as an option. Who knows? Maybe people wouldn't judge her, and she could enjoy feeling hot and, admittedly, slutty.

Soon after, she found another set to wear: a black bandage bikini. It wasn't as revealing, as it had wider straps, but it was so cute. Bella thought of herself wearing it. Maybe she'd be splashing around in the waves with Justin. She'd get some water in his eyes, and he'd glare at her. She'd be a little nervous for a second as he stepped towards her, hoping she didn't actually hurt him. And he'd grab her neck with one hand, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make her whimper. With the other hand, he'd reach down and grab her ass, tugging gently on her tail, as she softly apologized. And then, he'd smile. And kiss her.

She knew she wanted it, so she took it off its bar, with the floss bikini still in her other hand. She wasn't sure which to pick: sexy or cute? Embarrassing or comfortable? Feeling more indecisive than usual, she decided to go find Justin; outside input is always helpful, and maybe he'd already chosen his swimsuit. She blushed at the thought of it, and quickly left the women's section to go find him.

Sophie, meanwhile, had been following orders obediently, as she literally couldn't disobey. It frustrated her sometimes, as, even though she had been trained to love humiliation, she had to obey even the most degrading orders; she was powerless. But deep down, she knew that, though she resisted, she liked being controlled, and she did like leaving her comfort zone. It was exciting, and now was not an exception. Sophie had gone to the women's section of the same store as well, though she had gone earlier, so she hadn't bumped into Bella. While Sophie did have to follow Justin's orders, her movement wasn't robotic; she had free reign in how much time she took, or what style or color of dental floss bikini she chose. A dental floss bikini. Damn. She never would have worn this before meeting Justin.

She knew that she was seen as much more of a sex object by Justin than Bella was. Bella was his girlfriend, his cute little kitty, or Cumkitty, when he was feeling horny or kinky. Sophie, on the other hand, wasn't Justin's partner. Just a little rapepet. But she had grown attached to him in the few months that she had started to live with him and Bella. She didn't have romantic feelings for him or anything - either way, Bella was still her friend, and Sophie would never do that to her. But what she felt wasn't obsessive mind control love either; Justin had let her be completely in control of her thoughts, and she was grateful for that.

No, what Sophie felt was attachment to her lifestyle as a pet, being so carefree. Before this, although she was responsible, she didn't like to be. She liked relaxing and being chill, even if it meant submitting to the authority of others. However, she also had dignity and felt that she deserved to be respected, so it was a bit difficult for her to submit so easily. Because of this clashing of desires, when Justin came along and forced her to become a pet, she felt a bit relieved, though she would never admit it. Her pride made her feel embarrassed and humiliated, but she couldn't actually resist with Justin, no matter how hard she tried. Her only choice was to submit, and she thoroughly enjoyed it; she could keep acting reluctant and angry, keep defending her dignity, while being forced to submit to the whim of her "master". And, to top it all off, he was hot. She definitely didn't mind her fat ass being grabbed by his toned arms and elegant hands, as she felt his cock penetrate whichever orifice he chose... Mmm...

Sophie heard herself moan at the thought of it, and quickly stopped herself, her face red, hoping noone had heard. She continued to sift through bikinis, before finding one that met Master's expectations: a dental floss bikini, with a lot of decorative strings. What's more, it was beige, so it would match her ears and... tail...

The fact that she had that demeaning toy in reminded her that Master knew how much Sophie valued her ass. Hers was the largest of the three, so she was pretty proud. Because of this, Master would love to humiliate her with it. He would make her sway her ass obligatorily, at all times, she'd have to randomly twerk and shake it in public, he would spank it whenever she was disobedient, and he even promised to make it her "new, permanent G-spot" at some point, with either the mind control he already had with her, or some new experiment, which both terrified and excited her beyond measure.

Sophie, once done paying for the bikini, went to find Justin, to see if he approved. As she walked into the men's section, she swayed her hips and ass seductively, something Justin had not only ordered her to do, but had trained her to do; even if she wasn't crawling like a bitch, she had to show off her "assets" like a good girl. During the training session, he spanked and teased her as punishment until she had learned how to strut perfectly; just another way for him to objectify and humiliate her using her own ass. And she knew that he knew that she revelled in it. Now, as she walked down corridors and saw men staring at her ass, though she wouldn't admit it, she was even more grateful for the training than before.

Justin, after leaving Bella to browse the women's section, had proceeded to go check out shorts to wear for the beach (and, more importantly, for Bella). Unfortunately, there wasn't really much in terms of different types of swimwear to choose from. He sighed, and took a pair of black trunks with red accents off of the shelf.

He felt pretty disappointed that he couldn't find any swimwear that his Kitty would like to see him in. Personally, he didn't really care what he wore; he wasn't one for stressing over appearances. But, with Bella, he loved seeing her face turn red whenever she saw him in something she thought was hot or cute. It felt nice to delight her.

He loved Bella, not with temporary, fleeting, superficial puppy-love infatuation; he profoundly appreciated her. Ever since the two became friends, being university roommates, the two had gotten along wonderfully, but he had known that they both craved something more. He would playfully hint at it, and she would blush, which, the first time she did, caught him off guard. It contrasted with her confident, lively personality, so he knew something was up, and, luckily, because of his specialization in psychology, it didn't take him long to figure out what. Once his personal life with her and his bio-chemical experiments overlapped, the two were finally able to break down the barriers between each other, and happily embraced each other's full uninhibited presence ever since.

But, of course, Justin had made sure that the effects of the experiment were completely undone and only temporary. He only wanted to help Bella accept what she already felt. He couldn't bear the thought of forcing her to bend to his will, of making her a puppet. It profoundly disturbed him. Everything she did, she did of her own volition, and he loved her for it.

Sophie was a different case, though. By that point, he wasn't doing it for the betterment of his personal life. He hypnotized Sophie to advance his research, and to indulge in his and Bella's fantasies (since he had known Bella was bisexual, and she had dreamed of "playing" with her friend). And Sophie didn't disappoint. She was a very unique case: strong-willed, conscious, yet unable to resist suggestion once intoxicated with the pheromones. However, he didn't choose her randomly, or with disregard to her own wellbeing, either. He evaluated her psychological profile, and concluded that it was assured the experience wouldn't be traumatic, or even displeasing. And, not because he would erase the trauma or anything, but because she would naturally be prone to accepting the situation, based on his psychological analysis. He inferred that it was something she desired, deep down. And, he was totally willing to let her continue her normal life outside of the house. So that's what happened: Sophie moved in with Justin and Bella, and she led a double life, pretending to be normal on the outside, and regressing to her humiliating position as a "Bitchpuppy" once in Justin's grasp. And, as he predicted, she didn't dislike it. It was a whole new world of pleasure for her, even if she expressed reluctance and frustration to preserve her dignity (which he also quickly caught on with).

Then, there was May. His former professor, who, ironically, in teaching him about psychology, had given him the ability to mold her mind. And he did, in the most titillating way he could imagine: pure mamarian pleasure. He basically short-circuited her brain, and took advantage of the opportunity to reprogram her to his whim. She was another experiment, and the only one so far who had been completely under his control, mind and body. But he was also motivated to control her in a (possibly misplaced) gesture of mercy; he had known that she had fallen into nihilistic depression after losing custody of her children in a divorce, a depression which led to her losing her job. He knew maybe it would be considered immoral and oppressive, but that's not how he saw it. He was grateful to her for having taught him what he knew, and he wanted to repay the favor, giving her endless pleasure. And, to be fair, he was right in thinking she would enjoy it: it was the most pleasurable experience she had ever had. Plus, she was hot as fuck; personally, he preferred Bella's physique, but Tittytoy had wickedly sensual curves. Her ass, though not as big as Puppy's, was perfectly round and big, and her breasts outsized most women's, at E cups. Her eyes were quite mature and femenine, which complemented her thin lips. All in all, she a hot librarian type vibe, though it was completely undermined by her new "please play with my titties" attitude.

Right as Justin finished paying for his trunks, Bella spotted him and smiled, before running over to him. "Hey, Justin!" She got on her tiptoes and kissed him. He smiled too, kissing her back. "Hey Bella." He noticed that she had some bikinis in her hands, and as he did, Bella blushed as he looked at them. "I thought this one might look cute..." she said as she held up the bandage bikini, and then turned to the other one. "But this one... is really sexy..." As she said this, she blushed deeper, noticing that the cashier, who was waiting on Justin, was looking at her. Justin saw that she was uncomfortable, and put her arm around her, guiding her away from the check out and that embarrassing situation. "C'mon, how about we go try these on."

Grateful that he got her away from that, Bella nodded, agreeing, and let Justin lead her to the changing rooms. On the way there, they bumped into Sophie, who, they noticed, has also found her new bikini.

"Hey, Puppy. Perfect timing, we were just about to get changed." Without question, Puppy realized what he was ordering and followed Justin. The three went into the changing room corridor, before going into a single large changing room.

Justin let Kitty and Sophie in first, before going in and closing the door behind him, locking it.

"Drop the coats and get undressed," he said in his confident, deep, smooth voice. Kitty shuddered as she heard it, and nodded immediately. "Yes, master!" She dropped her coat, leaving her in only her panties, bra, collar, tail and ears. Sophie followed suit, dropping her coat as well. Justin, too, started taking off his clothes, too, unveiling his fully naked, masculine body; he wasn't extremely muscular, but he wasn't by any accounts skinny. He was lean, with cute, medium sized nipples, big hands, broad shoulders, toned thighs and abs, a firm ass, and a 6 ½ inch cock. As Kitty stripped out of her underwear with Sophie, she noticed she was staring for a moment, before turning red and looking away, which Justin immediately noticed, and smiled at; he loved whenever she got shy. It was adorable. Puppy, meanwhile, rolled her eyes at her fellow pet being flustered, though she did feel herself getting a bit moist looking at him. He, meanwhile, was more than enjoying admiring his Kitty's cute body, with her girly, feminine curves, her cute little nipples on her C cup tits, her slightly wide hips and small waist; her body wasn't child-like, or even petite. But it was cute in that it wasn't overly ridden with huge mounds, yet it still had an elegant maturity to it (which made sense, since she had recently turned 19); she was smaller than him, feminine, and adorable.

Puppy, on the other hand, was very slightly shorter than Kitty, but had fuller curves: her breasts were D cups, and her ass was incredibly big, like two watermelon halves. She had more of an hourglass type figure, as her waist was still moderately sized.

Justin ended his short exhibition by putting on his trunks, before expectantly waiting for Kitty and Puppy to put on their bikinis. Puppy put her on relatively quickly, glad to stop being naked, even if she was just barely covered by her beige floss bikini. As she finished putting it on, Justin ordered her to turn around. "Show me your fat ass, bitch." She glared at him, blushing, but obeyed, turning around, and as soon as he did, Justin spanked her fat ass, making it jiggle uncontrollably, and making her bark impulsively, as she had been trained to bark whenever someone played with her ass. She turned even redder as she did so, and endured as he groped her fat ass, before smiling. "You're walking out with this on, bitch. Thank me for letting you show everyone your huge ass."

Bitchpuppy shut her eyes tight, imagining having to walk through a mall with this on. "Thank you for letting me present my huge ass to everyone, master..."

"Good girl. Woof for me." He pet her head as she obeyed, letting out little yips and barks of submission. Justin then turned to Kitty, who he noticed still didn't have anything on. Puzzled, he looked at her sternly. "Kitty, why aren't you in your suit yet?" She blushed, as if she just realized she was completely naked in front of him, before looking over at the two bikinis she had picked out. He immediately understood, knowing his girlfriend all too well. His expression softened, and he held her cheek in his palm. "How about this. We get both, and you can take the cute bandage one to the beach. Then, if you want to, I can play with you while you wear the thin floss one at home." Kitty smiled at the proposal, not even saying a word before wrapping her arms over his shoulders and kissing him.

"I love you, Justin."

"Just cuz I'm buying you both, ey? How superficial," he joked, making Bella chuckle a little.

"You're right, I'd hate you without your wallet." Justin rolled his eyes at her as they parted, before picking up the black bandage bikini and handing it to her.

"Now get dressed, Cumkitty. Unless you want to leave wearing just that collar." He pinched her nipple, making her whimper. Embarrassed, she quickly started to put on her bikini until she was all dressed up.

"Aren't you a cute little kitty?" She meowed happily in response, smiling up at him warmly. The three then exited the changing room and went to the register, where Justin payed for the 3 bikinis. As they walked through the mall, Kitty felt a little embarrassed, as she had her buttplug tail and "Cumkitty" collar on, and on top of that, she was only wearing her new bikini. Puppy, meanwhile, felt absolutely humiliated, as all her assets were completely on display with the super thin floss bikini, not to mention she had a tail of her own, which was much more visible shoved up her asshole. Once they finally arrived at the car, Puppy breathed a sigh of relief, before getting into the back seat with Tittytoy, who had been waiting the entire time. It was notable, however, that she had been bored, as the seats were soaking, and she was still moaning softly as she continued to molest her own, still decorated breasts. Justin looked back at her and smiled. "Being a good little whore, Titsy?" She nodded eagerly, grope her breasts harder and immediately feeling an orgasm overtake her. "Good girl. But, save it for when we find the new slut. No more touching yourself." Tittytoy obeyed, taking her hands off her E cup breasts, but still moaning loudly as she finished her orgasm, squirting whatever juices she had left out.
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