Fara played with a stuffed toy in the back seat of Rachel’s car as they made their way down the road. Fara didn’t even question why she was in her car seat this time. Not only was she Rachel’s baby now, but also being in a car seat was how she had spent the last several trips in a car. At this point it would feel weird to go back to a regular seat. Though thankfully their destination was not near as far this trip as it was during the last one. They were only going to a rather small mall a few towns over, only a two hour drive.

Sarah sat a little uneasily in the passenger seat. Everything was moving incredibly fast for her, but unfortunately Riley had upped their time table by a significant degree. Rachel grabbed Sarah’s hand with her own and gave a quick smile.

“We’re almost there sweetie,” Rachel called into the back seat. “Does someone have a soggy diapee?”

“Ummm,” Fara poked at the diaper exposed by the straps of the car seat. “Yeah it’s a little squishy."

“You’ll be fine until the trip back I think,” Rachel said with a smile. Even now she was sure to keep careful control of Fara’s diet and had a general sense of when and how she would use her diapers so she could plan ahead. For this trip she predicted she would wet once on the way there and hopefully have her bowel movement while they were at the mall so she could be changed before the trip back and not stink up the car. “Pet pass the baby a granola bar if you would.” Rachel said quickly. Sarah dug around in the diaper bag that rested at her feet and grabbed a fairly large granola bar. One specifically filled with ingredients to help Fara move things along. Sarah reached behind her and handed Fara the snack and she eagerly opened it and scarfed the thing down with a smile on her face. Sarah knew for this trip she would basically be playing nana or baby sitter to Fara while Rachel got what she needed, and she was ok with that. It could be fulfilling in a relaxing way to watch over Fara. Especially when she was in a good mood like she was today.

“Here we are,” Rachel said with a sigh as she pulled into a parking spot relatively close to the mall. An easy task as the mall wasn’t very large or very occupied.

“What we doin here mommy?” Fara looked out from her car seat. “The mall at home is much bigger.”

“This mall has a very specific store that Mistress enjoys,” Sarah answered quickly.

“And it is a store for grown-ups only,” Rachel added. “So you and pet will go off on your own while mommy shops.”

“You know I am an adult in all the ways that count right?” Fara answered with a smirk.

“I know that little miss wets her diapers,” Rachel countered. “I was trying to be polite. Your mommy needs to do some shopping on her own.”

“Don’t worry they have a great toy store,” Sarah played the good cop here. “And Mistress says you can get three new toys.”

“If you behave,” Rachel added.

“I’ll be good,” Fara said enthusiastically.

“I’m sure you will sweetie because if you aren’t then I give pet permission to spank you in front of everyone.”

“And I really wanna do that,” Sarah said with equal enthusiasm. Fara gave an unimpressed look as the three of them left the car.

Rachel was sporting a white blouse with a long denim skirt. She had dressed her charges a little brazenly for this outing, though this mall was known as the site for such exhibitions.

Sarah had a white crop top and some low cut denim jean shorts. What was striking though was the very obvious bit of sleek metal that rose above the waist of her shorts and wasn’t covered by her short shirt. The top of her chastity belt, the lock was even obviously visible and was effective as ever at keeping Sarah’s parts secure. Around her neck was a thick metal collar in a similar style, sleek with no obvious hinge to remove it and a very obvious pet tag hanging from the d-ring at the front. Sarah helped Fara out of her car seat in the back.

Fara had an appropriately childish one piece dress. The top of the dress was more of a t-shirt, with a pretty sparkly unicorn on the front but at the end of the shirt was a small pink skirt that was attached. It was a stiff frilly skirt that would only ever pass as a mini skirt in the best of circumstances and one that would give the whole world peeks of Fara’s diaper as she walked. Clipped to the top was a short pacifier leash with a plain white pacifier on the end of it and she had on a white chest harness, as if the outfit itself wasn’t enough of a giveaway.

It was pretty obvious based off just the amount of clothes the three were wearing that one of them was in charge and that was Rachel. She clipped a lead to the front of Fara’s harness and handed it to Sarah while grabbing the d-ring of Sarah’s collar that would hold a lead itself.

“I will meet you two in the food court in an hour and a half. You will treat Fara fairly understood?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good girl. Have fun sweetie,” Rachel planted a kiss on Fara’s forehead.

“Mommy do I have to wear this in there?” Fara fussed with her chest harness a little. “Sarah doesn’t.”

“Yes you do sweetie,” Rachel said firmly but calmly. “Don’t worry this is a very special mall, as I’m sure you’ll notice. There’s no reason to be ashamed here. Now you have fun with pet ok mommy will see you soon.” With that Rachel confidently walked off leaving Fara pouting with a blush.

“Ease up rosy cheeks,” Sarah said as she walked into a different door of the mall towing Fara behind.

“It’s just embarrassing is all. Aren’t you embarrassed? Your belt is hanging out and you’ve got your big collar on.”

“Dear even if this was a crowded mall I have no reason to be embarrassed. Mistress thinks I am pretty enough to show off. And fierce enough that she thinks that taming me is something worth bragging about. I’m proud to let everyone know what I am and who I belong to, her showing me off is how she shows her love, the same goes for you.”

“You’ve got a unique way of looking at things,” Fara did not share the same perspective as Sarah led her into the mall.

The truth of the matter was that Fara didn’t have a lot to worry about. For those in the know this mall was a safe haven. A place for people to express themselves and their lifestyles more freely than a general public mall. The owner of the space catered to that crowd specifically. Though this meant a sharp decline in regular patrons, donations from benefactors like Rachel herself kept the doors open. All that to say that the only strange thing about Sarah and Fara in this mall was that a pet was leading someone around, otherwise they were a fairly average sight. Fara came to such a conclusion a while later as they passed a woman towing a much older man behind her dressed in very revealing leather with a very thick collar around his neck and a leash adorned with jingling bells that the woman held. The woman gave Sarah a quizzical glance but otherwise passed the two of them without comment. Sarah had to give Fara a tug on her own lead to keep moving as she was left standing in place at the sight.

“It’s rude to stare sweetie,” Fara quickly caught up eager to not be the center of attention.

“Was that?” Fara questioned.

“This is a very special mall for people like us,” Sarah answered quickly. “It’s partly why Mistress enjoys coming here.”

“I didn’t know places like this existed.”

“I don’t think you’re supposed to, unless you’re in the know.”

“Oh am I in the know now?”

“You tell me baby,” Sarah made a point by yanking on Fara’s lead. “Come on toy store is over here.”

Sarah led Fara to a normal looking toy store with normal toys inside. The difference was of course the staff, who were used to dealing with patrons like Fara.

“Well hi there you little cutie pie,” A fairly large greeter looked Fara in the eyes and spoke to her as if she were a child.

“Say hi Fara,” Sarah urged.

“Ummm hello,” Fara said nervously.

“First time here,” Sarah said to the greeter.

“Ah that explains the shyness,” The greeter continued to smile. “Since it’s your first time let’s make it extra special ok. May I take her?” Sarah nodded and unclipped Fara’s lead attaching it to her own collar. The worker grabbed Fara’s hand carefully. Fara looked back at Sarah nervously.

“You’re ok I’ll be right here,” Sarah encouraged Fara to go along and she seemed to give in with some more prodding by the staff of the toy store. “Remember three toys,” Sarah shouted in. She sighed as Fara disappeared into the halls of toys. Sarah briefly looked over to one of her own favorite shops. A spa that treated its guests more like pets going in to be groomed. Sarah could spy one such guest. A caramel freckled girl could be seen through the window. She was on hands and knees, blindfold over her face and secured by wrists, ankles, and a collar. Though her face was one of pure joy as the workers ran streams of soap and hot water over her and were gently scrubbing away. Sarah twirled Fara’s lead, now attached to her collar, in contemplation. She turned herself away with sadness. She had to watch Fara. She wished Rachel was there, she had a way of making tough choices like this easier.

*****

Rachel strode in confidently to what appeared on the surface to be an expensive jewelry store.

“Rachel Wollingworth,” The owner, who was a slightly overweight dark skinned man stood up laughing. “My my its been too long since I’ve seen you. What do ya need today? Need a new chastity set for your pet?”

“Oh no Wallace something much better,” Rachel said with a grin. “My dear man I am in the market for a new collar.”

“Oh my, surely nothing happened with Sarah did it?”

“No. On the contrary we’ve found ourselves a new little we’re going to bring into our family. She’s over at the toy store now.”

“Congratulations Miss. I’m sure your little is excited to have a generous mommy such as yourself.”

“Come now Wallace don’t come on too strong.”

“Well what can I say, you’re what we in the jewelry business call a big spender.” Rachel grinned with a small amount of disdain. Wallace had her pretty well pegged and they both knew it.

“I’ll go get the deluxe collars, we have plenty appropriate for a little girl,” Wallace moved to fetch a large case from behind a door at the back of the store.

“Please do.”

“Keep in mind all the collars at this rage come pretty well equipped. Smooth hingeless design, internal gps tracker, micro prods for electric shocking, mobile underground fence feature, anti-removal system, and posture correction feature,” Wallace explained as he sat a large case down on the counter and opened it up.

“Quite the grab bag of tricks,” Rachel commented as she looked over the shiny metal rings in a luxurious padded case. Each was about half an inch thick, with no visible hinges on them. All decorated with ornate gemstone laden designs and each of them had a simple d-ring on a post. Several of them had a small screen above the d-ring. The price tag on each of them was in the thousands, a type of item that Wallace would be lucky to sell one of every year but it was exclusively what Rachel looked at. She wanted something delicate looking. Not quite as harsh looking as a collar for Sarah would be, though the functionality between the two of them would be identical and identically ruthless and effective in its corrective measures. Not that Rachel planned to use the myriad of features regularly, but it was nice to have them there.

It was quite fun to watch Sarah flail around as she struggles to match the correct posture in time before the collar zapped her with electricity from hidden prongs. Knowing that while they were walking in public if Sarah ever went too far ahead of Rachel she would receive a painful shock. And to see her exasperated expression as the collar detected her hands approaching the collar and again gave her another painful zap. Sarah hated the thing but at the same time she loved it. It was ornate, beautiful, the truest symbol of Rachel’s pride and dedication to her pet. Despite the painful and annoying features Sarah took great pride in it, and was constantly sad that she didn’t get to wear it that often. A pricy piece of jewelry like that was often the target of pickpockets. They were unaware of what the item was and didn’t know that it required a special key to open, but that didn’t stop them from trying. Thus Sarah often wore simpler collars that were a representation of the real thing, only bringing out the truly nice one for special events.

Rachel picked up on of the collars. It was platinum. The inside was black with the same stud and d-ring as the rest of the collars as well as a tiny screen that currently displayed an open lock. It was inlaid with a floral pattern matching the outside platinum and the center of the flowers wee various different jewels all of them expensive. Rachel help the collar up to her face and then gave Wallace a look.

“I’ll get the paperwork,” Wallace left with a huge grin.