Unfortunately for her it looked like nothing she owned could really be considered improper. Unlike her sisters Kasumi did not enjoy showing much of her body in public and her wardrobe reflected that.
There had to be something here she could use! Running around in just a borrowed bikini-bottom was just no long term solution.
In her search she had even unearthed some of her older clothes from when she still went to school. She had dressed a bit more risque back then, but there was nothing that she would bet her liberty on being counted as actually improper.
Her one mini-skirt that she had not worn in years might have been improper enough if she wore just it and nothing to cover her upper body again, but it risked exposing the tattoo on her behind. Even if she wore some panties underneath the skirt to cover her butt would not make it safe. Living under the same roof as master Happousai had taught her that much.
Best not to think the M-word she suddenly realized. The magic tattoo might take such a title out of context.
Kasumi opened a box with her old school things. Wearing on of her old school uniforms might count as naughty depending on the situation and fetishes involved, but it hardly would be improper to wear them at home. She put them aside for now, perhaps a few alterations could be made to make them more acceptable later. Underneath she finally found what she was looking for.
"What do you think, Ranma?" Kasumi asked later when he came into the kitchen to pick up his and Akane's lunch for school.
She had ended up wearing just an old bloomer that she had worn to her sports lessons at school. It showed off as much of her long legs as the shortest mini-skirt would have without the added danger of it flipping up and potentially exposing her tattoo. The addition of a shirt would have made it to proper so Kasumi had elected to leave her upper body bare again.
"I am sure they will be delicious," Ranma assured her.
"No, I mean, what I am wearing," Kasumi clarified, "Do you think that this is improper enough."
She posed a bit, showing of her nearly naked body. Normally she would have been embarrassed to let a boy see her like this, but it wasn't really like she had a choice. There was her liberty at stake here.
"As I said you look delicious," Ranma bantered a bit, "very improper and sexy."
Kasumi had to admit that she actually liked being looked at like this and having her femininity acknowledged by Ranma. Without the threat of the tattoo hanging over her she would have felt very ashamed about that, but since she was forced to dress improperly there was no reason to feel guilty for allowing herself to enjoy it a bit.
"The bloomer is from my old school supplies," Kasumi told him, "I fits a bit snugly and since I wanted to be improper I did not wear anything else."
She had taken a risk not wearing at least some panties underneath the bloomers in case they were ripped off and her tattoo exposed, but she had not liked the way the panty-lines had been visible.
"I can tell," Ranma said licking his lips.
"Say, Ranma," Kasumi began carefully now that she had his full attention somewhere else.
"Yes," Ranma replied without looking up.
"Do you still have the address of the shop you and Akane went to buy your toys?" She asked.
It had been easy to get the details out of Ranma without having him ask too many questions. The secret had been to always keep her upper body in motion. When Ranma and her two younger sisters had left for school Kasumi had went out to go shopping.
Since the terms of her bet did include the exception not in public, she had pulled a light sun-dress over her head once she stepped out of the door. She had not bothered to put on anything else like a bra not wanting to push the issue. It felt surprisingly good to walk through the neighborhood unrestraint and with an added bounce in her step. She got many admiring looks from people who normally did not spare her a second glance. She also got some disapproving looks from some housewives who only yesterday would have considered Kasumi to be one of their own, but she did not care. What did these old women know about the dangers that had forced her into this? Besides they were probably just jealous of Kasumi's young, supple and sexy body.
When she reached the sex-shop Kasumi felt not the least bit ashamed or embarrassed about being seen patronizing such an establishment, but she was overwhelmed once she stepped inside.
"Oh My!" she exclaimed involuntary under her breath.
She realized that she had been somewhat sheltered, but she would not have expected the sheer amount of improper clothing, entertainment, decorations, toys and foodstuff.
She found herself inspecting the packaging of an set of edible underwear when a sales-girl approached her.
"Can I help you miss?" she asked helpfully.
"You wouldn't be able to give out the recipe for these?" Kasumi inquired curiously.
"Uh,... I am sorry," the sales girl answered hesitantly not being used to this kind of enquiries. "We get them as they are from our supplier, you would have to contact the manufacturer for that."
"Oh well, this wasn't really what I came here for anyway. I am looking for some really improper clothing to wear around the house."
The sales-girl directed her to a large selection of clothing or clothing-like items. Kasumi realized that she would have to narrow it down somewhat.
"They all look very improper," she admitted, "but most of them seem a bit flimsy and impractical. I need something that I can do housework in."
"Ah, I understand," the sales-girl replied knowingly, "you are looking for something domestic. We have some very nice servant-girl, maid and waitress uniforms over here. The little french maid outfits are especially popular."
There did seem to be large variety of outfits. They ranged from barely there parodies to nearly authentic uniforms. The latter ones almost looked like they might not be improper enough, while the former ones all would not do enough to hide her tattoo from view.
"I am looking for something that would look really naughty and improper, but it should fully cover my bottom," Kasumi confided, "I would rather have it show off my breasts."
The sales girl looked her up and down appraisingly.
"Yes, it is always best to focus their attention on your best attributes," she agreed. "Let me show you some selections from our Urushihara collection that would really help you there."
Kasumi ended up selecting a number of very improper dresses and garments and accessories that could be combined into suitably naughty outfits that a proper young woman would never wear. It was a pricey purchase, but with father, Mr. Saotome and mas... grandfather Happousai not at home Kasumi had a bit money left over in her budget and she decided to treat herself.
Since she was already spending so much money she added some other items that had caught her eye. A cookbook that claimed to contain instructions for preparing exciting erotic meals seemed to be promising, maybe it would have a recipe for the sort of edible underwear she had admired earlier.
There also was an illustrated handbook on traditional shibari arts. Ranma was going to use her to demonstrate some of that in his class and Kasumi decided that it would be best for her to be informed and prepared. She might have to be tied up in front of all these people, but it would be preferable if she at least could look as beautiful and elegant as the woman on the cover while being bound.
She made her way past a number of restraints and bondage device and could not help, but envision them being used on herself. Maybe she should buy a beginners set to train private so she would know how it would feel. Her fantasies were brought to an abrupt stop as came to the display at the end of the aisle. With big eyes she stared.
Those were collars! Metal collars, leather collars, small ones and big sturdy ones, spiked ones and ornate ones, posture collars that would immobilized the neck and ones that had rings for attaching a chain or lash.
This was it! Kasumi realized. This wasn't just a game, this was what awaited her if she screwed up and allowed herself to be fully enslaved. A man like Ranma would put a collar around her pretty neck and make her his property. As a slave she would no longer have the freedom of choosing her own outfits like she did now, but would have to dress however properly or improperly her owner wished. A terrifying thought.
Without thinking it she had picked up one of the collars. It was a slim flexible leather band with a single metal ring riveted to the front. This would probably be the kind of collar that would be used on her. Not the heavy metal device that Akane had chosen and that reflected her tomboyish nature, but something simple and elegant that was more in keeping with Kasumi's personality.
Yes, it would be good to remember this image in mind to motivate and encourage and keep in mind what was at stake here. And it was on sale too she noticed as she put it back down.
She quickly made her way to the counter to pay for her purchase where another surprise awaited her. A small stack of Nabiki's booklets featuring an enslaved Akane was lying on the counter. The sales girl noticed her looking while she was ringing up her purchase.
"Interested?" she asked. "They do seem legit and everything, but the girl on the phone says that they are booked solid and only can place you on a waiting list for a future course. It is not really anything for beginners anyway as they seem quite serious about the whole slave thing. It is generally best to take such things slowly at first."
Kasumi just nodded slowly. Becoming a slave like Akane was definitely not the right thing for her.
Once Kasumi had paid and the sales-girl added another item into the plain unmarked bags.
"I saw you looking very intently at one of these earlier," the girl said. "This one is on the house, they were on sale anyway. Think of it as an investment into a loyal customer base. Just try it. If am right and you find you like the idea you will surely come back for more."
"Thank, you!" Kasumi croaked seeing the beautiful black leather collar disappear in the depths of one of her bags.
"You might still be unsure about this yourself, but I see all kinds of people coming here and after a time you tend to get a feeling. Believe me that collar is just so you. I promise you, before long you will make some lucky boy or girl very happy by wearing it."
Some lucky boy-or-girl named Ranma Kasumi thought sourly, but not if she could prevent it.
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