Revenge (part 1)

When Claudia recognized the figure on the screen, she sat up in her chair. Yes, no doubt about it. Lynn.

She had not seen Lynn for years. At one point, Lynn had been a good friend of Claudia. Until she stole Claudia's boyfriend. Claudia was long over that girlhood love, and it hadn't worked out between Lynn and the boy in question either, but between Claudia and Lynn the enmity had remained.

Now, Claudia was the head of security at a large department store. She was in a room with cameras showing images of the entire building. And on one of those, she had just spotted her old rival.

How nice it would be, she thought, if Lynn would attempt to shoplift. She would enjoy that very much. But of course, that wasn't very likely.

She followed Lynn on the screens as she made her way towards the winter sports division. Lynn appeared to be interested in the moonboots. She was holding a white, shiny vinyl Moon Boot now and feeling its smooth surface. In fact, Claudia thought Lynn was acting a little suspect - she often looked around her with a quick glance, as though she did not want people to see her. Eventually she tried the Moon Boot on. After a while she placed it back though.

Next, Lynn made her way through a rack of down jackets, feeling their thickness, checking out the hoods. Lynn was in fact already wearing a down jacket - a very thick one, in fact. It was waist length, light blue, and had a very big, fat hood that stood behind her head. She kept it zipped up inside.

Lynn removed a down coat from the rack. It was knee length, shiny black, and had a big fur ruff at the hood. Moncler, Claudia thought. Again there was that furtive glance - nobody around? Then Lynn moved towards the changing rooms with the jacket.

Odd. Why would she go to the changing rooms to try a jacket? Maybe she was going to try to remove plastic pieces that would trigger the alarm? Suddenly Claudia was hopeful. If she could catch Lynn shoplifting... Quickly she left the room and hurried through the department store to where Lynn was.

She entered the changing room next to Lynn, knowing that the separating walls between them didn't go all the way up to the roof. She stood on a chair so she could look over it into Lynn's changing room.

She hadn't put the jacket on yet, and neither had she taken off the one she was wearing. In fact, she had put her hood up - except it wasn't the hood of her jacket, but the hood of a black jacket that she was apparently wearing under the light blue one. That explained the thickness of her jacket, and especially of the hood that had looked so large. Now she put the hood of her light blue jacket up as well. Meanwhile, Claudia had taken her phone and started filming Lynn, who clearly had no idea she was being watched.

Lynn tied the hood of the second jacket tight around her face, as she had done with the first hood. Now she took the Moncler jacket and put it on - over her other two jackets. What was going on here? Lynn put up the third hood, and one hand slipped under the jacket, between her legs. A soft moan escaped her mouth. Claudia was amazed. Clearly this was a sexual thing for Lynn - a fetish. 

Claudia watched and filmed for a while longer, but nothing much happened. Lynn seemed transfixed by her mirror image under the three hoods, and sometimes she moved frantically when her sexual pleasure rose. Claudia had seen enough. A plan was forming in her mind. She left the changing room and ran back to the control room, where she waited for Lynn to emerge from the changing room. When she did, Claudia called a security guard.

She pointed at Lynn on the screen. "That woman is a known shoplifter, and I think she's trying to steal that jacket she's carrying. Bring her here, I'll question her. Watch out, she may try to run." The security agent nodded and left. Claudia hoped Lynn would run - it would make it that much sweeter.

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Suddenly there was a hand on Lynn's upper arm. She jumped a little - a guilty conscience, for sure - and faced a uniformed man.

"Security, miss. Could you go with me please?"

"Why? I've done nothing wrong."

"We just want to ask a couple of questions."

"I - no, I need to be going."

The hand on her arm tightened a little - but it was gripping a thick layer of down, so even though Lynn noticed the movement, she hardly felt the hand at all. "Just come this way please," the security man insisted, and with his other hand gently pushed her along.

"No, please, look - I've done nothing wrong and I want to leave now."

But the security agent ignored her and simply pushed her a little harder so she was forced to take a step along.

Lynn was scared - had they found out what she had just done in the changing room? What would they think if they saw she was wearing two down jackets and had been trying on a third. She panicked. Suddenly she broke free of his grip - easily, her arm was so thick in the double down-filled sleeve that the man couldn't really hold on to her - and ran. She dropped the Moncler jacket and bolted.

The security agent had been ready for such a move though, and she wouldn't have gotten two steps away if it wasn't for the jacket she dropped. The man stepped on it and it slid away. He went hard on one knee, but stood up immediately and sprinted after her.

Despite the delay, the security agent was much faster and stronger than Lynn and she did not get far. This time the man flung his arm around her neck and held her in a tight grip. Her hoods bunched up against Lynn's head. The man's other hand took one of her wrists. He pulled her arm behind her and up, while he let go of her neck. This forced her to bend forward. The man took a pair of handcuffs from his belt and cold metal was locked around her wrist. She could do nothing as her other arm was taken and soon she was handcuffed.

The security agent kept hold of the link connecting Lynn's hands and pulled her backwards. He picked up the Moncler jacket, then pushed her forward and led her through the department store. Other customers looked at her curiously. Her face was red and sweaty and she cried a little. "Please, I didn't do anything," she begged, but the security agent might as well have been deaf. Lynn hung her head in shame.

Lynn was led through a door in the back, and then into a room full of tv screens. "Leave us alone," a female voice said. The guard placed the Moncler jacket on a table, handed the key of the handcuffs to someone and left. Lynn didn't look up.

"Well, Lynn, it's been a long time."

Lynn's head jerked up. "Claudia!" Her first reaction was relief - Claudia knew her, Claudia would know she hadn't been shoplifting. But then she saw the broad smile on Claudia's lips, the mischievous look in her eyes, and her relief faltered and turned into uncertainty. She realized Claudia had never forgiven her.

"What have you been up to, Lynn? Stolen any more boyfriends lately?"

"Look, Claudia, I'm really sorry about that. I'm not proud of what I did. I was young and stupid."

"It's amazing how quick that apology comes now, when it never came before. But then, you're in a bit of a mess right now, aren't you?"

Claudia walked up close to Lynn and opened the zipper of her jacket a bit, revealing the second jacket underneath.

"My, my, we sure are dressed warm."

Fresh sweatdrops appeared on Lynn's face. She felt the blood rush to her head. Did Claudia know?

That question was answered when Claudia slowly put Lynn's first hood up and tied it.

"Don't you like it better that way?" Claudia asked maliciously. Lynn said nothing.

"Shall I put up the second hood as well?"

Lynn was mortified. Claudia knew about her fetish - she thought she might die of shame right now.

"Answer me, Lynn. Shall I put up the second hood? Yes or no?"

"No."

"Why not? It seems to me you enjoy that. I think I'll put it up anyway."

Claudia, outwardly calm, put up the second hood and tied that one as well, just like Lynn had done in the changing room. Then she sat down at her chair. There was only one chair in the room, so she couldn't have offered Lynn one even if she'd wanted. Lynn stood in the middle of the room, wrapped up in her two down jackets with the hoods up, her arms handcuffed behind her back.

Claudia lazily fingered the Moncler jacket. Lynn felt like a fly caught in a spider's web, watching as the spider take its time to approach.

"So what shall I do with you?"

"Please, just let me go," Lynn whimpered.

"Let you go?" Claudia sounded surprised. "Why would I do that? Look at it from my side. The girl who hurt me so hard once, is now in my power. I know your deepest secret. I have video images that I could send to everyone you know. If I asked you money in exchange for my silence, you'd probably give it. But you're lucky. I won't do that."

A hopeful look appeared on Lynn's face at this. "But you can't deny me a little fun," Claudia continued. "I don't know a whole lot about fetishes, but I intend to find out. So here's the deal. First, you'll take this Moncler jacket and buy it. That's good for our business. Oh, and those Moonboots you were trying on earlier, those as well." A new blush crept into the visible part of Lynn's face at the mention of the Moonboots.

"Next Saturday, you'll come visit me. You'll be wearing these two jackets plus the Moncler jacket, with the hoods up of course. And the Moonboots. You'll call at my door at 10 am exactly. Not earlier, not later. You got all that?"

"Yes," Lynn said softly, knowing she had no choice.

"Good," Claudia smiled, "I'll give you my address." She took a card from her wallet, wrote something on it, and put it in Lynn's pocket.

"I guess I'll take off your handcuffs now. But keep your hoods up. You'll wear them while you buy the jacket and the Moonboots. And when you're done, you immediately put  on the jacket and put the hood up, and put the Moonboots on. Throw your shoes in a thrash can on the way out. You won't need them anymore."

A single tear of pure shame leaked out of Lynn's eye. She was completely at Claudia's mercy.

-- on to part 5 --

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