Nope, she has work.

I was a bit sad but, oh well. She got to work on my toe nails since my feet were already up. I thought this would be quick but filing and shaping was just as long as the wax. Once again, Elle, you betrayed me. By the time this was done, I'd probably have an hour or so to get the heels. I still had more photoshoots to do as well. Elle, work with me here!

When Ginger asked what colour I wanted for the nail polish, I looked at the range of colours she had out. The red colour was the basic choice but Elle had so little that works with that and besides, my sister was no basic bitch. She was Queen Slut and she was proud of it. Glancing at the boots, I asked for a shiny black to match with the outfit and Red had no complaints as she got to work. Same for the fingernails too. I had to watch myself; I had a nasty habit of biting my nails and I could not ruin Elle's new nails. Not after the work I put into her. Wriggling her new toes and fingers, I dressed her up with the old skirt and black panties (thongs are not allowed after a Brazilian, sadly). Just to check, I dialed up the pain settings to normal and Elle was a bit sore in the nether regions. Still red too.

I frowned. Maybe this was going to last for more than an hour. Ugh, Elle, you were killing me here! How did you expect me to whore you out if you were not going to bother to do the basics?

"Yeah, the pain lasts until the end of the day. If it gets itchy, call a doctor about ingrown hair, " the redhead said.

I thanked her anyway and left the salon. Elle's phone tells me I've got two hours left before the mall closes. Enough time for the shoes.

Heading back in, I didn't find the other guy that my sister flashed. Too bad, she would have loved waking up with a guy on her lips and his hands on her ass. Regardless, I shouldn't get distracted from my mission. The shoes aisle had a wide selection but I needed one that suited her current colours. There were many black shoes but none of them screamed "fuck me". They were all professional and had a short heel. Her toes wouldn't even be visible. No, she deserved more than this. I grabbed a pair of thigh high boots, a pair of stilettos, a pair of ankle strap heels and wedges. The last ones were more for the club, which would be empty on a Sunday night, but it was better than nothing.

[1]

Back in the changing rooms, I tried on the thigh highs first. If I was going for a goth look, they could work. Especially with the leather outfit back home. But I already bought the miniskirt and that does not work with these. She didn't have infinite money.

[2]

Next up were the stilletos. Much nicer. I'll throw them in since she would love them but she spent so much money on her toes, it would be a shame to hide them.

[3]

The wedges didn't hide her toes but they were just okay, to be honest. Better paired with some jeans. Maybe even booty shorts.

Hmm. Now that was an idea.

Anyway, I found them ugly so I decided to put them back.

[4]

There we go. Perfect view of her toes and a whole 4 inches. 6 would have been better but Queen Slut could make do. Walking around in them, I almost tripped a couple times but I got the hang of it by the end. Elle was gonna love taking them for a test drive. I put her regular boots back on and was planning to head out but then I saw the tank tops in the bag. They were blue and tiny. Very tiny. Crap, I should have checked them before buying.

I took off her top and, with a few rough boob squeezes for good luck, slipped into the tank top.

[5]

Okay, this was way smaller than I thought. Was this... did I accidentally buy a crop top? It pushed up her boobs to make them look even bigger and the midriff showed off her flat stomach. You know, with the right combination...

I ran out with the top still on. I knew what Elle needed. She needed... she needed...

There. Demin booty shorts and skirts. Big enough to cover up her underwear. But not big enough to cover anything else. Works for me. I grabbed one of each and tried them on.

[6]

The shorts with frills at the ends were everything a cowgirl could dream for. A supple butt like this was asking to be spanked and the shorts only emphasised this. Wiggling her ass in the mirror, I once again thought about the cruelty of her to hide this from me. What a mean sister to not treat her own brother to a gorgeous display like this. I would have done my duty to bend her over the knee and spank her until orgasm but no, I had to do everything myself. I whipped out her phone and made Elle beg desperately to be spanked on video because she was such a naughty girl.

Oh, double crap, I think I wetted the shorts. Stupid slut, getting worked up over filming herself. As a punishment, she was going to wear these for me at home.

Now then, the skirt:

[7]

I... I am speechless. I knew it was tiny. I knew she had an ass made to show off. But...

The thong. I knew it was still too early but a few minutes couldn't hurt, right? Right back up it went.

This... this was it. I needed pictures. Tons of pictures. Every pose that I did before and more.

And... sent! Right to my spank bank. God, these would last me years.

[8]

I kept the thong on as she wore the miniskirt again. The redness was mostly gone now and Elle wanted to flaunt her body on the way home. Back to the cashier from before and she was not much happier with the new clothes. I didn't care, my sister planned to give me a private show soon and now she had everything she needed. The ankle strap heels went on immediately with the boots tossed into the bag and a new bimbo had left the shop, beaming with her new haul.

Looking back, I smirked as I realised just how great of an idea the heels were. There was only one way to walk properly in them, which caused her butt to wobble up and down, occasionally lifting up the skirt to flash her tight thong. If people were staring before, their eyes were glued to her now. Shops closing up and daybreak closing in meant that more men were around to watch the skank sashaying her way back home. The other thong fell out of the bag and, as I bent her over to pick it up, one of the men close by spanked her.

I yelped in surprise. I forgot to dial the pain settings back down after getting the wax. I was so close to throwing a fit and punching him but I cooled down and reminded myself:

What would Elle do?

I changed the pain setting to zero again, turned her towards him, grinned and thanked him. A high-five was heard in the distance as I walked away. More men took the hint and smacked her bum red as she walked past. She continued to smile and sometimes moan with her bottom growing ever more crimson. Her vagina squeezed in pleasure and I could tell that, on the inside, Elle was thanking me for treating her body correctly.

I was almost home until someone from behind shouted "Hey!". I whipped around and it was...

([1] reference: https://www.milanoo.com/product/women-over-the-knee-boots-plus-size-stiletto-heel-pu-leather-black-thigh-high-boots-p973758.html)

([2] reference: https://www.amazon.co.uk/QAZX-Pointed-Stiletto-Sandals-Wedding/dp/B09T733JN2)

([3] reference: https://www.modress.co.uk/compens-es-noires-plates-d-tail-v-dor.html)

([4] reference: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Stiletto-Heels-Gladiator-Sandals-Womens/dp/B09QZ12Q3W)

([5] reference: https://www.shein.co.uk/SHEIN-WYWH-Twist-Front-Open-Back-Crop-Top-p-10959964.html)

([6] reference: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/mini-denim-shorts--910430880897543113/)

([7] reference: https://uk.lewkin.com/products/low-rise-pleated-denim-mini-skirt-c0302)

([8] reference: https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/165503615515)