Date: Wed, 11 Nov 2020 11:36:59 +0200 From: Lolo Lolo Subject: Megan's Journey Chapter 11 Chapter 11 It was fully dark outside. She opened the box and had to switch the vehicles interior light on. A sheet of paper covered the contents. She recognized Malcom's hand writing. `I'm sure by now you are extremely frustrated. If you are not then I'm not doing my job right. I want you to remove all your clothes where you are sitting right now and dress into the items in the box. The items you are wearing are to be placed into the box and you will then get out your car and give it to the doorman. He will then tell you your next destination. You are nearing the end sweetheart. Persevere and the rewards will be great!' Megan checked the box. Inside held only a G-string. No other clothing items adorned the box. She leaned back into her leather covered seat. Her current clothing squeaked with the movement. She closed her eyes. This had suddenly become a very real and risky situation. Up to now she was dressed to some extent even though it was very revealing. With this next act she would be entering the public indecency domain. She would have to cross the road wearing nothing but a flimsy pair of panties. She could be arrested for it. That would mean her dad would find out and she would be in deep shit. Probably get kicked out of school. Her sane mind shouted at her loudly to turn back. Put the car in drive and go home. She could probably find an open clothing store and get some decent clothes before going home. But at the same time Malcom's words of protecting her echoed as well. She had no doubt that he would. She realized that this was the point of no return. This is the opportunity to prove to him that she would do almost anything to be with him. With determination she sat forward. She undid the top and tossed it into the box. The cool air on her breasts immediately had its effect on her nipples. She lifted her arse and slid the skirt and panties off. This made its way to the box as well. She took the G-string that came out the box and slipped it on. It was made of the same material as the bikini bottoms. It did nothing to hide her slit. If she had to judge the netted material's gaps were even bigger. Sighing she opened the car door and stepped out. Several cars passed with cat whistles coming out most of them. When a gap to cross arrived she rushed to the building with the box. She had kicked off the stiletto heels in the car so she was more sure footed crossing this time. She reached the doorman and shoved the box towards him. She felt totally exposed in the lights of the building. "You have and address for me?" she asked him. "Yes ma'am. You must go to the MacDonald's. Its two blocks down. Go into the drive through. Order a big mac with special sauce. Then park in the parking lot. You will have dinner there." "Is there really nothing else for me?" she asked him. "No ma'am. That's what I was told to give you" Gathering whatever dignity she could muster, Megan turned on her heel and rushed back to the car. A break in traffic made it easier and she reached her car with her dignity relatively intact. She also had to admit to herself that her nakedness was pushing her hormones into overdrive. She had never felt so scared in her life but she was panting with excitement. She felt alive and free. Catching her breath she started the car. "No turning back." she repeated to herself over and over. She started the car and pulled into traffic. "MacDonald's here I come! Hope you ready for me!" she shouted into the air. She pulled into the drive through lane. Thankfully it wasn't busy and apart from three cars parked in the parking area the restaurant was empty. She pulled up to the order window. She had to place her order into a microphone. She pressed the button and an immediate response came. A young sounding female voice took her order and no query was raised about the special sauce order. Next was the collection window. Megan knew there would definitely be a person there to hand her, her order and take her payment. She unlocked her glove compartment and with a shock realized that her purse containing her credit cards were missing. Her cell phone was also gone. She went cold. Someone had broken into her glove compartment and stole both items. There was no signs of the glove compartment had been forced open. She couldn't turn back as a car had pulled in behind her so her only way was to go forward. A hoot from behind her indicated that the person behind her was getting impatient. She drove towards the next window and she couldn't just rush past. A boom gate blocked her way. It had obviously been placed there to prevent people collecting there orders and rushing off without paying. She pulled up next to the collection window. A pair of dark brown eyes stared down at her. She judged the girl to be about twenty years old. She had the reddest cherry lipstick on and a nose ring through her left nostril. Wild unkempt eyebrows lifted as she saws Megan's state of undress. Her hair was obviously dyed and the peroxided blond hair was underlined by dark roots. Her hair was almost white. Her face was not pretty but also in no way ugly. An eyebrow ring pierced her right eyebrow and when she greeted Megan she saw a tongue ring peeking out at her. "Welcome to MacDonald's. How will you be paying?" she asked Megan. "I think someone broke into my glove box. My wallet and cell phone are gone. I only realized it after I had already placed my order." Megan replied in dismay. She was on the verge of tears. Her current state of undress was far from her mind. This could go horribly bad. The girl was staring at her. Megan noticed that the stares were directed at her exposed breasts. The girl turned and spoke to someone behind her. "We have some naked slut that doesn't have money to pay for her food" she said to the invisible person. The word slut hit Megan between her eyes. That's just what she was parading around like this. A horrible, horny, frustrated slut. "Get Gary to bring her to my office." The invisible voice told the window girl. "Gary! Drive through window. Non payer." The window girl shouted into the back. In moments a big burly man approached her vehicle from the front. She assumed it must have been Gary. He approached her passenger door and gasped as he saw her nakedness. He was clearly not expecting the sight that greeted him. Megan blushed blood red as her stood there admiring the view. She felt his eyes sliding over her body and linger at her breasts. It was too dark for him to notice her netting panties. He composed himself and opened the passenger door and slid in next to her, instructing her to drive into one of the parking bays. The window girl pressed a button and the boom gate lifted and Megan drove and parked where instructed to. She was parked facing the front clear windows of the restaurant. She could see two singular customers sitting at a table having dinner. One female and one male. Gary climbed out and approached her door. He took her by the arm firmly and helped her out the car. He walked her towards the double doors of the restaurant and they glided open noiselessly. Making a left turn inside the restaurant he walked her past the seated customers. They were heading towards a door that had the words `staff' painted on it. The seated female looked at Megan as she passed and uttered the words `oh my'. This of course attracted the attention of the male customer. He dropped his burger onto his plate and Megan took satisfaction in this small victory. They reached the door and Gary, still having a tight grip on her arm, pushed it open. It lead to a corridor to the right and as they passed into it the door swung quietly closed behind them. They passed a change room and she could hear the noises from the kitchen. They walked toward a door that read manager and Gary knocked softly. A female voice bid them to enter. Megan's heart sank. A male manager she could deal with. She could have used her wiles to convince him to let her go. But a female is so much harder. She couldn't offer up sexual favours for a getaway act. Gary reached over and pushed the door open. The office wasn't much bigger than an 8 by 4 cell. A safe was bolted to the one wall and a counter to the other. A TV screen was mounted to the wall and displayed the security camera footage. The woman sitting at one of the two chairs in the room looked at her intently. Take away about twenty years and all the piercings and peroxided hair and she could have been the window girl's twin. "Why is she not cuffed? You know the rules." She addressed Gary. "Sorry boss. She looked innocent enough." He replied. He fiddled in his pocket and produced a set of steel silver handcuffs. Megan started panicking. This was getting very real very quick. She tried to protest as Gary pulled her hand towards him and quickly locked the cuff over her left wrist. Using his second hand and still grasping her already cuffed wrist her locked her right wrist in. "Help this young lady into her chair" the manageress commanded. Gary pushed Megan roughly into the unoccupied chair and with a wave of her hand the manager dismissed him. He backed out the open doorway and closed it behind him. "I have seen a lot of stuff in my years running this store. I have to say this is the first time I've had to deal with a naked girl trying to stiff payment. So what is your excuse?" Megan burst out in tears. She was at her breaking point. She knew she was playing a dangerous game but the reality only now struck her fully. Here she was, naked, handcuffed, and in deep shit. She started blundering through her tale; she decided to bear all to this stranger. From the walk through the mall up to her current situation. She left nothing out and told her of the loss of her cell and her purse. "How old are you hunny?" the manager asked her. Her voice was softer as if she was speaking to a child. "Seventeen today" Megan replied. "My God! You are still a child. Are you really so desperate for someone's attention that you would do all that?" Megan hung her head in shame. "Yes" she whispered softly. "Well then I suppose I would have to phone your parents to collect you." The manageress said. Megan chastised herself. She should have learned Malcom's number off by heart. She only knew her dads. Malcom would have saved her bacon as this was completely his fault. "Please don't." she begged. "I'll do anything! Just don't phone them!" Megan was desperate. She lifted her head to stare the manageress in the eye. "Don't say that unless you are absolutely sure that you mean it." Came the reply. "I mean it. I'll do anything at all. You name it and I'll do it!" The manageress looked at Megan pensively. For the first time Megan actually noticed that the woman across from her was wearing a pair of dark grey slacks and a white t-shirt. She watched as this woman got up from her chair and walked to the door and locked it. She came around and stood in front of Megan and her crotch was about face height to Megan. She unbuttoned her slacks and pulled the zip down. "Ever eaten pussy?" she asked Megan whilst pushing her slacks down over what Megan could now see was a panty less crotch. "Nooooo!" Megan replied. "Well then I suppose this will be your first." She told Megan as her slacks fell to the floor. Megan could smell the musty aroma coming from this woman's pussy. A sensation of awe and lust overwhelmed her. She had watched videos of two women together before but it had always been in a threesome situation. The pussy before her was wet. She could see the wetness glistening on the outer lips. "Can you first remove the shackles?" she asked locking up at the woman before her. "Sorry. Gary's got the keys unless you want him to come watch, you would just have to do it bound." A giggle sprang forth from her. Megan leaned forward and flicked her tongue over the presented pussy's slit. She has tasted her own pussy on her fingers before but this pussy was salty. She found herself surprised that she didn't reel back in disgust. She actually found the taste quite nice. It didn't taste dirty and Megan gave another tentative lick. A little groan came from above her and hands grabbed her head pulling her face deeper into the crotch. This woman was unshaved and the wild bush tickled Megan's nose. Megan decided to go for broke. Not being able to use her hands she pushed her tongue between the swollen lips looking for that little treasure hiding at the top. She found what she was looking for and using the broadness of her tongue she pressed down on the clit simultaneously licking up. A load groan and her face got pushed harder into the crotch. Megan got into the swing of things and circled the clit with her tongue. She knew what she liked and applied the same techniques to this pussy. Hands pushed harder almost suffocating her and the hips started gyrating to the rhythm of her tongue. Megan pushed harder on the clit and the hands followed suite now completely blocking off her air supply. A huge moan and groan followed by shacking of leg muscles indicated an orgasm rocking this woman's body. The hands let go allowing Megan to pull back and gasp a big breath of air. Her face was covered in juices and the whole office reeked of the manageress's sex. The manageress, naked from the waist down collapsed back onto her chair. "Oh wow! For a first timer you sure know how to please a woman." She said leaning back with her eyes closed. Megan felt the juices dripping off her chin onto the top of her breasts. For the first time she felt good about this. She glanced down and noticed her own pussy had lubricated and noticed the wet patch of the material on the chair. She felt hot and her clit was screaming for attention. The sight of this other woman sitting across from her, still bottomless, sitting legs spread, was intoxicating. She couldn't stop staring at the unkempt pussy with the hair and lips soaked in pussy juices and spit. She knew without a doubt that if her hands were free she would be bringing herself to orgasm just sitting there watching the older woman's pussy. "Suppose I must get dressed" the older woman said getting off her chair and collecting her slacks from the floor. Megan watched as she turned away and she noticed a well-rounded arse staring back at her whilst the slacks got put on. "I would offer to let you get dressed." She said to Megan laughing. She walked over to a drawer and pulled out a key. "So I lied. She said as she un-cuffed Megan's wrists. "Unfortunately I don't have clothes for you to dress into so you will just have to go the same way you came. If you ever feel like having dinner here it will be my treat. My name is Debbie so by the way. Pick up your order from the cashier on your way out. It's on me and next time remember to safeguard your purse." She unlocked the door and ushered Megan out. Megan slipped into the change room and used clean towels to clean up her face. She exited the staff door into the restaurant. Amid stares and rude words she collected a brown bag from the front counter. Leaving the restaurant as quickly as possible she drove the vehicle to a dark parking bay. Having suffered all the torture and her need so great she didn't bother taking her panties off. Shoving them aside she forcefully shoved her finger into herself and brought herself to orgasm. Her body racked with an orgasm and she was sure that the whole neighbourhood could hear her orgasmic screams. She didn't care. Her release was much more important. She could still smell Debbie's pussy in her nostrils. Having come down from her high she pulled her panties straight and reached for the brown paper bag.