‘Play along.’ Dave nodded, pretty clearly not knowing what he was agreeing to. ‘Hi Jeannie,’ Joe said. ‘This is my friend Dave.’ ‘Hi Dav...,’ she said, bowing in his direction. Dave smiled back. ‘Jeannie,’ Joe said, ‘I wish that you make Dave not able to hear us or notice we’re talking unless I say his name first. And you may call me Master again.’ ‘As you wish, Master,’ Jeannie said, smiling. ‘Did you want me to make it up to you for calling you Master in front of your friend earlier?’ ‘Yes,’. Not bothering to change out of the nightie the brunette traded places with her blonde friend giving Tracy access to the changing rooms while she took a watchful seat besides their purses and shopping bags.Normally the conservative Alison would feel ill at ease sitting in a public place wearing nothing but a nightie. However the changing booth was located down a short hallway providing a modicum of privacy from the rest of the store. The store catered exclusively to women anyway.It took Tracy. Her low cut blouse would hang open and show her breasts, totally unfettered by a bra. Several men unobtrusively followed her through the store and she would stop now and then and do something that would cause them to strain their eyes and then she would smile to herself and move on to the next aisle.She was in "Women's Shoes" when a man came up to her. "How much for a blow job?" he asked."What?" You heard me. You have to be a hooker. No one else would dress and behave like you do. How much for. She placed a thick bit of the ropebetween the woman?s teeth and told her to bite down, which she did. She thenfastened it around the back of her head. ?Lie on thefloor on your front.????? The woman gotdown and did as she had said. Expertly wrapping the rope around the woman?sbody and making knots in vital places Mistress Claudia fastened the woman?sarms up in the small of her back securely. She then bent her knees and broughther feet up, and looped the rope around each ankle and tied them to.