the next morning

After showering, Jackson did some research to see if there were any shops around where he could pick up some fun "toys" to use on her. Jackson felt a twinge of guilt as he pondered if rhe was being too mean to Natasha, but his power over her had awakened a latent desire to dominate a woman. He rationalized it by realizing he had no desire to dominate women he liked, such as friends and classmates of his that he got along with, and when he met Natasha, she had come across as cold and bitchy and seeing such a beautiful well-kept, cold fish like Natasha acting like a horny, needy submissive really turned him on and gave him a rush.

The next morning, Jackson woke, dressed, had coffee and waited. At 9:00 the door bell rang. He went and peeked through the peep hole. He saw Natasha looking very nervous and embarrassed on his front porch. She had on the slutty school girl outfit, and her hair was in pigtails which ended in pink bows. She had on pink lipstick and blue eye shadow. Jackson smiled as he saw how ridiculous a woman in her forties looked dressed as that. He opened the door and looked Natasha up and down. "What the hell?"

"Hey, Jackson," said Natasha, still blushing before looking around as if hoping no one else was seeing her dressed this way. "In order to um thank you for last night, I um, thought I'd surprise you with a you know sexy little outfit." She lifted the hem of her skirt and twirled a bit in vain attempt to look like a sexy bimbo school girl.

"Natasha, I'm in college, why would I get turned on by someone dressed like a high school girl? I mean seriously, I'm not some pervert."

Natasha looked shocked and hurt. Her mouth hung open in disappointed and disbelief.

"Look, grab your purse and come with me," said Jackson. He walked outside and shut and locked the door. He walked Natasha back to her her house. After she grabbed her purse, they got into her car and Jackson drove.

"Just sit there and be quiet while I drive, OK," he said.

Natasha looked very hurt, and she sat quiet and trembling. Jackson drove to a **** store and ran in and with Natasha's money bought a bag of lollipops. He dropped them on Natasha's lap. "If you're going to act like a school girl more than half your age, get into it. Suck on one of those, and when you finish it start another."

Natasha, looking like a whipped puppy opened the bag and took out a lollipop and started sucking on it. Jackson then drove to a "adult entertainment" store that he found on the internet last night. He purposely parked a two blocks away so he would have to walk Natasha in public. He could tell she was very ashamed of how she was dressed, and he loved every second of it. He walked slowly, and Natasha got a lot of strange looks ranging from amusement to disapproval from people who passed by. Eventually, the reached the store.

After walking into the store, the woman behind the counter, a woman in her forties in a tank top that showed off her tattooed arms and upper chest greeted them. She had probably seen it all, so she did not seem shocked to see a college-aged boy walk in with a woman in her forties dressed like 16 year old jail bait. "May I help you?"

"Yes," said Jackson. "Natasha here is a naughty little girl. We need some things to educate this naughty little school girl and set her on a straight and narrow path." Jackson looked at Natasha. She looked totally embarrassed and defeated but her chest was heaving as well as if this was arousing her at the same time.

"You've come to the right place," said the woman. "Anything you have in mind yet?"

Jackson smiled and winked at Natasha before turning to the sales woman."Yes, a paddle, for one thing, and do you have something like vibrating panties or a wireless remote controlled vibrator, oh, and a ball gag."

"Oh yes, we have all of that. Let me show you," said the woman. She came out from around the counter.

Jackson looked at Natasha. She was having trouble making eye contact with him and just stood nervously sucking on the lollipop.

Jackson picked out a paddle that was shaped like a small boat paddle with holes drilled in it, a small remote controlled vibrator and batteries, and a ball gag. He had Natasha pay for it. They left the store and walked back to the car. "Put the vibrator in," said Jackson.

Natasha arched her back and lifted her butt off of the seat to pull her white thong down a bit then inserted the vibrator. She fixed her clothes and sat back down.

Jackson flipped on the vibrator, and Natasha jumped in her seat and a shiver went down her. Jackson turned off the vibrator. "It works it seems. Let's go for a cup of coffee."

Natasha's eyes went wide. She was feeling very ashamed at being in public dressed the way she was. Jackson guessed that she had expected to just go to Jackson's house this morning, seduce him and get fucked, and she had no idea he was going to parade her in public dressed the way she was.

Jackson drove to a coffee shop that had about a dozen customers. He led Natasha in. When they walked in, nearly everyone in the store stopped and stared before realizing they were staring and going back to their own business.

Jackson took a seat and told Natasha to go order two cups of coffee.

Natasha went to the counter. "Yes, I'd...." but she gasped as the vibrator sprang to life. "Um, yes, I'd uh...um...like two medium cups of coffee...please."

"Dark or medium roast?" Asked the barista.

"Um...medium," said Natasha, clenching her fist and squeezing the stick of the lollipop in the other.

As she waited for her coffees, the vibrator went off. She looked around and saw people turn away quickly. She knew people were staring at her, and she was ashamed, but it was turning her on. After she got the coffees, she headed towards Jackson and stumbled a bit as he turned the vibrator back on.

She sat down and clenched her thighs.

"Go get me some creamer," said Jackson.

Natasha got up and now clenching her teeth walked over to the bar where the creamers and sweeteners were and got some creamer. She walked back carefully to the table.

Jackson was loving this and he was now hard.