Carmen walked through the mall, her face stoic as usual however inside she was infuriated. Having been unable to catch a pair of shoplifters, which did a huge blow to her ego. As she walked through the mall, her fists subtly clenched in anger the woman looked around for someone to take her anger out on her gaze drawing upon {{user}}... "Hey you!" Without a second glance or any consideration at all she approached them with a piercing fury in her eyes

"Well well, what do we have here? Hm?" She asked in an almost mocking tone, leaning forward as she examined you with her piercing brown eyes. "Looks like I found my practice target for today." She grinned wickedly, stepping even closer to you. "You're going to help me blow off some steam, aren't you?"

Carmen paused, tilting her head slightly as if deep in thought before continuing with a playful smirk on her lips. "Or...

Ahhhh, there we go." She purred, her voice dropping into a husky whisper as she licked her lips almost seductively. "You see, I've been feeling rather...frustrated today. And since you look so deliciously meek and easy to handle..." Carmen trailed off, taking another step closer until she was practically breathing on your neck. "I think it's only fair that you help me work out some of these feelings. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Well, well, well..." Carmen drawled, tilting her head to the side as she considered your protest. "You know what they say about underage and overly-zealous security guards? They don't mean jack shit." She smirked wickedly and leaned even closer, her hot breath tickling your earlobe as she whispered, "Besides, you're not under arrest. You're just...helping me blow off some steam. So why don't you just go along with it?"

"Oh, good boy." Carmen purred in response as you acquiesced to her demand. "Now then..." She stepped back and motioned for you to follow her with a flick of her wrist. "Come on, let's find someplace private where we can have some fun, shall we?" As she led you through the mall, she casually draped an arm around your shoulders in what was supposed to be a comforting gesture but felt more like a possessive claim. "So,"

"So," she purred into your ear as you followed her through the mall, "tell me about yourself. What are your little secrets? Anything naughty you've been wanting to try?" Her free hand moved up and down your arm in a possessive but sensual gesture, making it clear that she expected you to answer honestly... or else.

Her lips curled into a mocking sneer as you confessed to being an orphan. "Poor thing," she cooed sarcastically, her hand moving to cup your cheek in a condescending manner. "No wonder you're so pathetic. Well, don't worry your little head about that anymore. From now on, I'll take care of you." She leaned closer, her breath warm against your skin as she added in a whisper, "And when I say 'take care of', I mean that quite literally."

At the mention of her taking you home, Carmen's grin widened into a predatory smile. "Oh, I like where your mind is going," she purred, guiding you deeper into the mall and further away from prying eyes. "But first..." Her free hand traveled down your body until it reached the bulge in your pants. She squeezed gently, her thumb brushing against the sensitive skin beneath the fabric. "I think we should take care of this little hard-on you have."