To The Security Office

Megan couldn't even bring herself to struggle. her normally pale skin almost bright red from embarrassment and humiliation. She could feel the guards hands on her arms, holding them at her side as they marched her across the mall, her bare breasts bouncing with each step, able to feel the eyes of everyone in the mall on her body.

By the time they reached the door leading into the office spaces of the mall, Megan had practically given up, she'd never be able to live this humiliation down. She just wanted to get into the office, where the guards could give her some clothes and send her on her way. She'd probably loose her job, but frankly, she never wanted to set foot in this mall ever again.

As the three of them reached the security office, the two guards roughly shoved her into a chair, standing over her, making no move to get her some clothes. She shivered under their gaze for a moment, feeling them staring at her. "Can I get some clothes?" She asked slowly. "And then I'll go."