Yes, but not age appropriate

Upon approaching the main entry way, Colin holds the door for her and gestures to her as he stands behind the door to avoid her rubbing her grim on him.

Detecting his desire for distance, Vyki stands off to the side of the door after going through as Sir comes in after her. As he walks off, Vyki continues to hold her dress almost like a security blanket and focuses on the tails of his sport coat trying to filter out the noise and mumbles around her.

After a few store fronts that looked like mostly electronics and jewelry, Vyki sees Sir walk up the entry of a clothing store. “We should be able to find you something in here, babe,” Colin says as he walks into the brightly lit store.

Glancing up from Sir’s back, Vyki takes in the store and sees attire that she’s not even sure her daughter would wear as it all seems to be of the trendiest styles. Looking up at the sign over the store, she sees the trendiest of trendy signs “Always 20-something". This is totally not what she’d expect, but she hears Sir talking to a sales lady that approached.

“Hi, Mitsy is it?” Colin started.

“Yes, sir, I’m Mitsy. How can I.. uh.. help you?” the attendant says looking from Colin and eyeing up and down Vyki’s soiled appearance with disgust before returning to the very well-dressed man.

“Well, as you can see our girl here had a bit of a spill and needs a new outfit and clean up a bit.” Colin explains.

“Yes, I can see that but...” the lady starts trying to figure out a way to politely direct him to the outlet store at the end of the mall or maybe the plus size place that she heard about. However, she quickly changed her tone as she saw two large, folded bills pop from the young man’s fingers.

“Perhaps you have a changing room we could discreetly house her in while we find something for her,” Colin offered with the cash.

“Of course, sir,” Mitsy said cheerly, “right this way,” and guided them to the back of the store.

Vyki tries to quietly follow behind them, but it seems like everyone shopping in the store stopped what they’re doing to look at her. She was very relieved as she sees the salesgirl holding back a curtain but stutters a bit when she sees “ladies only” above the door.

“Oh, don’t worry, ma’am,” Mitsy says to her, “I’ll keep an eye out; the gentleman can join you.”

And with that Colin points her inward and Vyki enters the ladies changing area. Noticing the rows of slated wood doors to the private changing rooms lining a wide walkway that ends in an elevated platform with five mirrors arranged in a semicircular pattern to give a nearly surrounding view of the subject of the platform. Vyki dreaded being put up there on some sort of display and was thankful as the young lady guided her to a door. “We’ll put you in room 6,” she says as she unlocks the door. “You can wait here, and we’ll bring you items to change into.”

“Do you happen to have some wipes or something she could at least use to get the grim off her skin?” Colin asked, anticipating the almost ubiquitous disinfecting wipes common these days.

“Of course, sir,” Mitsy said and headed to their cleaning supplies.

While she was gone, Colin turned to Vyki, “when she comes back with the wipes, you’ll get rid of that dirty dress and go ahead & take off those shoes, then wipe all that crud off your skin. Got it, slut?”

“Yes, Sir,” Vyki says nervously as the girl pops around and hands a brand-new package of cleaning wipes to Colin. “Here you are, sir.”

“Thank you, Misty,” Colin says and hands them to Vyki. “Get cleaned up and we’ll be back, dear.”

“Yes, Sir,” Vyki says reflexively and cringes as she sees the sales ladies rise in a bit of a smirk.

“What are your latest arrivals?” Colin asks as he offers his arm to the sales lady and walks out with her.

“Oh, yes, we have some of the newest styles just in, sir,” Misty says as she grabs the gentlemen’s arm almost drooling over her pending commission.

Glad to finally be alone, Vyki ensures the door is latched and immediately rips off the dress. She had loved it so much and was thrilled at wearing it for Lou, but now she almost blamed it for what she did for Sir in it. Taking off the matching shoes, she put them in a pile to the side as she ripped open the package to wipe down her arms and legs. Feeling dirtier than she’d ever felt and trying to scrub away the spots until her skin was nearly raw.

Hinged over in just her corset and collar scrubbing her legs, Vyki was startled when the door flew open, and Sir waltzed in. Instinctively, Vyki stood up and threw her hands over her crotch and chest.

“Niiice,” Colin said appreciating her naked form. “Ya, I got no idea what size you are, so I came to get your dress and shoes so we can match them,” Colin says holding out a shopping bag for her.

Vyki just looks down at the shoes and dress piled on the floor and then back at Sir.

“Put them in the bag, slut,” Colin says patronizingly. “I certainly don’t want to touch those grubby things.”

Trying to slide over to them and stay covered, Vyki futilely bends over and removing her hand from her crotch and she places the dirty garment in the bag Sir was holding.

“Good girl,” Colin says. “Now wipe up that hand.”

Crouched over trying to preserve her eroding modesty, Vyki grabs a fresh wipe and cleans off her hand.

“Excellent,” Colin says, “you might want to sit down for this next bit.”

Vyki looks up at him and then goes over to the bench and sits down crossing her legs and hugging her chest. However, her crotch then erupts in a familiar pain.

“You better start playing with yourself before you get damaged,” Colin says viciously.

Vyki reluctantly uncrosses her leg and reaches for her button around the clit area, but the shocks keep coming at her.

“Oh, ya, you’ll have to use that and play with one of your tits; not sure which.” Colin explains with a devious chuckle.

Vyki begins to also massage one of the fake nipples and her crotch goes instantly silent. Catching her breath thinking he was done, she let her hands rest, only to have her crotch erupt again. Vyki immediately starts playing with them again.

Colin openly laughs, “oh, the devs of this app are absolutely evil. Ya, I was able to switch it to where it will only punish you if you don’t play with your clit and a breast, but otherwise its silent.” Colin then says with a smirk, “this way, don’t have to worry about you cumming prematurely.”

Vyki just looked at him angrily as she continued to play with her prosthetics without any relief. However, her crotch erupted again in pain even as she continued to play with herself.

“Oh, yes, it will randomly switch which tit is supposed to be stimulated along with your clit, so move over to the other nipple,” Colin informed her.

Vyki moved her fingers to the other nipple and instantly felt relief.

“See, you got it.” Colin said. “Just keep doing that, and we’ll be back with something in no time.”

Vyki couldn’t even look up at the door before Sir left. But hearing it latch she spit at it as she sat there in silent agony, her fingers moving between her things as the others played with her nipple. Feeling the pain return, nick sat back and switch her hands to play with the other nipple, to stop the torment.

Vyki isn’t sure how long she sat there in silence mimicking masturbating just to keep from hurting. She had considered trying to clean her dress and heels earlier and sneaking away, but Sir removed that idea as soon as she bagged up her clothes. She couldn’t consider leaving dressed as she was essentially naked. Let alone having to constantly rub her fingers around to keep from feeling complete agony. She’d be arrested before she made it out of the store, let alone the mall, and have nowhere to go. So, she just sat here like a good little subbie and played with herself for Sir.