“Hey, what’s your name?” a voice from behind Laura asked.
Gripping her shopping basket in one hand and she turned around to see a man pushing an empty cart behind her, smiling.
“What?” she asked back, kind of startled by the forwardness of the question.
“Not very smart I guess… well it doesn’t matter, what’s your price?” he asked.
Her eyes went wide and she went to turn around and leave, but a tingling in her head caused her to hesitate, “I… I’m… I’m not for sale…” she managed to get out through gritted teeth and a pursed forehead.
“Of course you are. A hot little piece of ass like you is always for sale, it’s just a matter of price. I guess you want to negotiate a bit, alright, I’m ok with that.” the man said with a half smile and a wave of his right hand in the air.
“No… that’s… that’s not… right?” she sputtered out in confusion as the tingling grew more intense.
“Well sometimes sluts like you are on sale instead of for sale, so maybe that’s it? Are you on sale? I bet for a big discount with the kind of attitude you’ve shown so far.”
“No… no… me no for sale… me no on sale…” she managed to get out in terribly broken English.
Her eyes went wide, and she slapped her hand over her mouth. She’d been born and raised in Boston, she didn’t have an accent of any kind, and had a degree in English. But she’d just sounded exactly like her mother, who’d immigrated well into her twenties and had never been able to get the hang of the English language.
“Oh, I see, it’s a language thing. That’s ok, I don’t mind, just means you’ll be even cheaper. Guess I should take you up to the counter and see what your price is.” he said, then walked around the cart, scooped her up in his arms, and dumped her into his shopping cart.
Pushing the cart forward, he never did get to the counter, but instead just pushed her out into the parking lot and too his waiting car. He took her out of the cart and plopped her in the passengers seat, before returning the cart and taking the drivers seat beside her.
“I think I’ll call you Kitty, how does that sound?” he asked.
A smile crossed her face as the tingling threatened to overwhelm her, “Yes, yes, Kitty like. Kitty like!”
Then the tingling stopped and she let out a gasp, blinked several times and then turned and looked at him.
“Kitty suck cock now? Kitty love you long time now.”
“Sure why not? It will give you something to do on the drive home. But you’d better not make a mess.” he replied.
She nodded her head enthusiastically, “Kitty no make mess. Kitty swallow every drop. Kitty good cocksucker!”
He started the car as Kitty leaned over and unzipped his pants, pulling his dick out and eagerly taking it into her mouth.
She never did find out what her price was, only that she knew that she now belonged to him and that she’d have it no other way.
