Shopping trip

John escorted his mother to the mall for a shopping trip. Dana was strapped to her bed waiting for her obedience trainer to arrive. You had given the obedience trainer the key to the house, so she could pop in when convenient. It was humiliating for Mom to have such an embarrassment of a daughter. She refused to bring her into public only when necessary, and treated her like a maid or **** at home. We pulled into JC Penny's, and John 's mother strode slowly through the dresses. JC Penny's altered their style from shift dresses, pantsuits, and jumpsuits to A line dresses, large petticoats, and for formal occasions hoopskirts and Victorian ball gowns. The colors also changed from dark colors of black and grey to pastel blues and yellows.

The men's section had a great deal large quality of suits and dress shirts. I acquired another works shirt and tie. Then it was time to move on, and John retuned to the clothing section where my mother was browsing. She had a couple things wrapped around her arm. He called to her snapping his fingers, "Mom, You ready!"

She jumped out of her daze curtsied, and quickly caught up to me. She followed one step behind me on my left. There were several other ladies changing their wardrobes. The cashiers were women with elegant cheap uniforms that made them look like old time bellgirls. They had a basic wine A line dress with shiny red buttons and a little fez on their head. I paid for everything, and we moved into the mall. The book store went from a large selection of romance novels and politics. The shift turned to cooking and arts and crafts. There was a drop in soft cover books and increase in hard cover books. Hot topic now sold less random memorabilia and more elegant gothic Lolita outfits and accessories. They had black and white, but a large collection of soft blues and creamy whites. The walls became fake stone to cheap cutesy wall paper.

Victoria secrets was closed for Gladys Corsets, Bluebells bloomers, and Gwen's Garters. They new styles in ladies undergarments, and were the most expensive. An exercise store sold leotards and tights. A female haberdashery arrived selling all kinds of quality one of a kind bonnets and hats. The patrons dressed far more formerly then two months ago. Women never left the house with out a fully petticoated A line dress, gloves, heels, hat, gloves and makeup. Men were wearing at least a shirt and tie. Some wore blazers others suits. Mothers dressed their kids up in their Sunday best. People were more formal and cordial.

John noticed a former person he inspected. The lady was dressed in elegant gothic Lolita. She waddled from an obvious overly large diaper. Her mouth was gagged with a huge pacifier. Her hands were locked in a muff. A leash was attached to the muff onto her sons belt. She tried to keep up to her sons strides tears running down her cheeks. "You've been a bad girl. I think another day in that diaper will suit you. Furthermore, I'll talk to your obedience trainer. Obviously you need more discipline," he mused. She whimpered an apology, but he wasn't listening as she shuffled behind. He headed to the back of the mall, and found Trailer trash. The store filled with pencil skirts, high heels, gaudy blouses, slutty dresses and cheap jewelry. John gathered a few things for Dana when she left her six month sentence.

John escorted his mother back to the car. "When do you expect dinner to be ready Mom," you asked.

"If your lazy sister helps we should be ready in an hour," she replied as she carried the bags behind you. Then out the corner of your eye you see Fiona in a silver pencil skirt, silver blouse pulled tight to a strange cone shaped bra. Her hair was in twin braids with chrome handles the tips of her hair were bound with leather ribbons like a bike handle for her new bo. He had a black pompadour and wore a motorcycle jacket over his dental outfit. She struggled to run behind him

"Hurry up slut," he growled waiting for her to catch up to the motorcycle at the back of the parking lot.

"Yes, Doctor! At once Doctor," she shouted whimpering. She finally found her love. You unlock the car and open the trunk. You patiently wait as your mother puts in the packages. You watch as she rides sidesaddle on a motorcycle holding on for dear life.