The air-conditioned mall felt cool on Chris' bare skin as Daren pulled him along on his leash through the revolving doors. Doses of stranger saw the naked boy. Hundreds even. The mall was busy today. And because of the commands Daren had given, Chris could hear all the dirty things they whispered about him. There were even some cat calls and whistles.
The floor was cold and smooth under Chris' bare feet. He wanted to just find a clothes shop as soon as possible so he could get out of this situation. His undersized and hairless penis thrummed at the attention he was getting and Chris couldn't even hide how turned on he was getting from all this. Which of course just made people think he was all the more of a pervert.
Daren lead him into the kid's section of a clothing store and began looking for something for Chris to try. “Just pick something,” Chris begged. He didn't care what, so long as it covered his nudity. He tried to take the clothes they passed to throw them on, but because he'd been cursed to not be able to dress or undress himself without permission or help, he failed to even pick them up.
“We don't have to rush it,” Daren said, smiling. “So many cute outfits to choose from. You know what, since you've been such a good boy today, I'll give you a reward.” Daren dragged Chris out of the clothes store again and into the cold open hallway where he was forced to look invitingly into the eyes of everyone he passed.
They came to stop at an ice-cream stand. Daren ordered a soft ice for each of them.
“Can't we get me some clothes first? Please!” Chris begged.
“Now, now. Sit down and eat your ice-cream like a good boy. They sat down at a place that was easy to look in on by passers by. There was no hiding for Chris.
“You're quite the sloppy eater,” Daren said by the time Chris had finished half his ice-cream. Chris was about to protest that he hadn't spilled anything, but gasped as the ice-cream began to drip all over his naked body. It hadn't been a comment, but another command. Chris tried to lick the running cone before more could spill, but everything seemed to go wrong. Within seconds, the ice-cream was all running down his young body. He shivered as the drops trickled down him.
“My my. Look at what a mess you've made. I guess I'll have to clean you up.” Chris expected to be handed a napkin, but instead, Daren began to lick him. Chris tried to fight his ex off of him, but it felt too good. Yet it was so embarrassing. People were watching, commenting on how naughty Chris was for moaning so sexually just from being cleaned.
“He spilled on himself on purpose so this would happen,” a woman muttered to her husband.
“Someone should spank that brat for tempting everyone so,” another person whispered.
“What a little cock tease.”
“He has it too good.”
“Such a slutty little boy. Making someone lick him in public.”
Daren's tongue circled Chris' nipple before a little nibble that sent Chris over the moon. But it was nothing compared to the feeling he got when Daren finally followed the cold wet trail down to his tiny dick. The surrounding commentary just got more kinky as Chris' moans grew louder. He'd do anything to cum right then and there, but Daren's magic wouldn't let him.
Strangers began to join in too, licking Chris up and down, even in places that hadn't gotten ice-cream on them, such as his feet and inner thighs. They put him onto his back on the round table so that more people could join in and lick him from every angle.