“So you’ve never been here before?” Todd asked.
“No, this is my first time. But I’ve heard a lot of good things.” Steve replied, grinning.
“”Believe them. This place is great.” Todd replied, flashing a grin of his own. He opened the door and the the two young men stepped into the restaurant’s waiting area. The restaurant itself wasn’t much out of the ordinary, a large, fairly open space, with lots of windows for a well lit, airey atmosphere. The decor aimed for that retro-Americana feel, brightly colored booths, lots of chrome trim on the tables and furnishings, jukebox in the corner, pictures and knick-knacks cluttering the walls. The unique thing about the restaurant was its staff.
For starters, they were all female, presumably even the cooks and dishwashers and all the others backstage, though Todd and Steve had no way of knowing that. All they could see were the hostesses and waitresses and they were well worth looking at. Though they ran the range of skin-tones and hair colors, something for everyone, Todd said giving his friend a nudge, all of them were young, in their early to mid-twenties and had all been selected for their looks which were drop dead gorgeous. Hair and faces were pretty and made up, bodies tall, legs long, chests busty. These details were easy to confirm, as all of the servers were completely nude.
Well, not entirely nude. Not if you counted the collars they wore: smooth, polished steel bands circling each slender throat, hung with a tag stamped with the restaurant’s logo. Or the cuffs locked on each slender wrist and ankle, polished and chromed as well.
As Todd and Steve came in, one of the hostesses came over to greet them. At least, she started to. With the leg irons she wore, a bare foot of chain or so between the cold shackles, limiting her to a slow hobble. Not that Todd or Steve minded much, taking the opportunity to ogle the pretty blonde girl, from the long ponytail that bounced down her back to the small patch of curly gold hairs between her legs.
“Aaaww aann aaaah rrrvvv oooh oooaaay, ssssttrrrs” The hostess said, or more accurately mumbled. A thick ballgag was wedged between her teeth, the round rubber plug stamped with the restaurant’s logo.
“Table for two.” Todd said. The hostess nodded, grabbing two menus, having to turn her body slightly so she could reach them with her hands cuffed behind her back.
“Aaaa-ooo eeeeh…” She said, turning and began shuffling. Todd and Steve followed, slowly as well, taking one step for every three or four of her short, mincing shuffles. After a few minutes, they spotted the booth she was leading them to and walked past her, taking their seats. While they waited for her to catch up with the menus, the two looked around. Everywhere they looked, other gorgeous servers were shuffling around, some with menus, some with trays of food and drinks. Steve’s eyes widened as he caught the sight of a gorgeous naked ass disappearing under one of the tables, the pleasant grins on the faces of the men sitting there telling him there was more then just food on the menus.
“Eerrre ooohh arrrr, ssstttrrrss. Urrr eerrrveerr illl eee iiiitthh oohhh eeen aaah eeeccoonn…” It was actually more like several minutes, ten or fifteen Todd and Steve guessed. They’d had plenty of time to examine the menus, even between oggling every server that shuffled past, and settled on their orders: Todd the Bacon Cheeseburger, Steve the Chicken Fingers basket, when their server, a slender Asian girl, as pretty, naked and shackled as they rest of the girls, arrived to take their drink orders.
They gave their orders to the waitress, who started the long, slow process of shuffling to the kitchens to deliver it to the cooks, the chains connecting her feet jinggling merrily, forming a chorus with the rest of the girls as they moved about.
“So, what do you think?” Todd asked Steve.
“This place is amazing!” Steve replied. “We should come here every day.”
“Yeah, it’s nice alright.” Todd agreed. “Though I have to admit there is one slight flaw…”
“What?” Steve asked.
“The service is a little slow…”