a public display of affection

The Mistress and her SS were out shopping, she had told him that she needed new boots and shoes and that it was his job to buy them her. They were in the show shop and the MD was sat, legs crossed, shoes off and her SS was fitting various pairs of heels, boots and some very expensive classy shoes to her beautiful feet. The staff looked on amused as the man buzzed around the shop attending to her every whim. She found a pair of boots that made her smile, smile very broadly, she stood and looked at herself in the mirror, hmmm she thought, the are simply perfection. Come here SS I need you. The SS jumped to her command and stood gazing at her feet, she gripped his hand, twisted it, stepped inside his body and sent it flying over her hip to land abruptly at her feet, face first in the thick, pink carpet. The staff were open mouthed at this sudden display of skillful power, the SS moaned as he tried to get his breath back...The MD put her booted foot on his head, pressure, rolled his head under the heal. She cooed at the resulting marks on his cheek, she turned to the closest assistant..I think they will do, don't you think, she winked, the assistant nodded, her nipples hard at the thoughts of being able to demonstrate such control over her man. The MD grabbed the SS hand again and pulled him to his feet, then swept them away from him and his body went crashing once again, much laughter ensued as the female staff became moist at the sight of this magnificent lady in full and total control of her man. Pay! she instructed, the SS opened his wallet and paid smiling that his MD was happy with him again.