Warning: This story features bondage and non-consensual sexual content.
Synopsis: A sex shop assistant deals with a customer on her own for the first time.
Trriiing
The bell above the door tinkled as a customer entered the back-alley shop. The storefront was non-descript, curtains drawn and no prominent signage, except for inside the pane of the front door. It displayed a hanging 'Open’ card and a small circular sticker with a simple image: a pink silhouette of lips puckered into a kiss against a white background.
Inside the door was a modestly sized open-floor store with racks on the walls, free-standing shelves and display-stands, all holding the store's unconventional merchandise: BDSM paraphernalia and sex toys. A small table by the door held a ‘Welcome to Samantha’s Symposium’ sign with pink text and the pink kissing lips logo against white, keeping up the colour theme. It also held a tray with a ‘Free Sample’ display card and short lengths of different rope materials.
At the back wall behind the register was the owner Samantha herself, a well-dressed woman in her late-thirties with long curly sandy-brown hair. She had founded the shop with her own personal savings and had built up a good reputation in the kink community, expanding into this larger city-centre space within the last year as the business had grown.
In the middle of the shop floor was the recently hired shop assistant, a girl in her early twenties with blonde hair tied back into a ponytail. That girl was me: Nina. I was dressed in a white low-cut tube-top, tight pink booty-shorts and white sneakers. The tube top had a large print of the pink lips logo centred on my left breast. The booty shorts had an inverted colour version – white lips on the pink background – located on my right buttcheek.
The skimpy outfit showcased my curves to their full effect. I felt utterly mortified every day as I stepped out of the changing room in it. Samantha was a big believer in marketing and branding, and insisted that displaying the logo in such a ‘fetching’ manner was important. Ever since she first trotted me out in the uniform sales had noticeably improved, so it was hard to argue with her. Plus I had trouble finding work lately and did not want to lose this job, which was for the most part actually quite enjoyable and fulfilling.
Trriiing
I was shaken out of my thoughts by the bell sounding again as the satisfied customer left, carrying a bag full of kinky gear.
“Well done Nina dear.”
I turned back towards Samantha who was miming polite applause at me.
“You handled that customer perfectly. Polite. Informative. Settled his nerves early. And best of all you upsold him on a full BoundTec set, even though he only came in for a pair of handcuffs! I didn’t feel any need to step in for even a moment.”
I skipped over to the counter beaming. “I feel like I’ve really gotten the hang of it now.”
“You absolutely have! You’re very much capable of dealing with customers on your own without my supervision now. And the timing is just perfect because, well… I need a favour.”
“You do? What’s up?”
“A family matter came up last-minute and I need to catch a flight. Tonight. I need to leave… well right now. I was considering closing up early but after seeing you just now, I think I can trust you to hold the fort.”
“Me? All by myself? With no-one else?”
“Just you~ Don’t worry Nina, you’re a natural charmer and I’m confident you can handle anyone that comes in here. Late-day midweek is usually the quietest time anyway so you might not even get anybody else. In the worst case scenario you can always give me a call.”
“Err I suppose so. But are you really sure?”
“I’m quite sure. There’s actually something else I’ve been meaning to talk to you about. I may have a new position of sales associate available soon that I’ll be looking to fill. It’s early days, but if you keep improving your sales rate like you have, it’s yours. If you want it.”
“Really?! Oh my god yes I’d love that!”
I was thrilled at the thought of being able to make some proper money. Plus it would presumably allow me to dress in something more respectable than the current demeaning attire.
Samantha was out from behind the counter, bag in hand and putting on her coat.
“Well then consider this responsibility your first test. Make sure to lock up afterwards. I’ll be back in 2 or 3 days so we can catch up then. And I owe you for this.”
“Ok but wait what do I do if...”
Trriiing
Samantha was gone. A slight shiver ran down my back.
I wandered around the empty store for an hour, trying to stave off boredom. I positioned the vibrators in neat straight rows. I dusted the straitjackets. I rearranged every gag shelf in order of ascending size. I restocked the ‘Free Sample’ table. I replaced the restraints on the mannequin bust with a leather strap harness and a latex hood.
With no little time-filling tasks left that I could think of, I perused the items. I picked up gear getting a good feel of the material and held it curiously against my body, now that Samantha wasn’t around to notice. I pressed gags against my mouth and wondered how anyone ever physically managed some of them. I was new to the world of kink when I got this job, owing to a mutual friend vouching for me, and most of it was quite a shock at first. But I paid as much attention to Samantha’s instruction as I could and learned the ins-and-outs fairly quickly.
Trriiing
I had been gawking wide-eyed at a large black anal plug in my hands when the door’s bell sounded, making me jump and drop it to the floor with a thud. I hastily picked the plug up and plonked it back on the shelf, then stood up to see the new person looking right at me.
It was a woman not much older than me with short black hair and ruby lips, wearing a blouse and knee-length skirt. She smiled at me warmly.
“Hello there. Is Samantha around?”
“G… good evening Miss! Err no she’s not here. But I’m happy to help with anything you might need. My name’s Nina.”
“Well nice to meet you Nina. My name is Eve.”
I relaxed. I had been trying to dismiss a lingering fear of having to deal a sleazy customer on my own. This friendly young woman was a much better prospect.
I straightened her back and put on my best customer-service smile. “So what can we interest you in today?”
Eve wandered along the displays, tapping her lip. “Well now let’s see. I have big weekend plans coming up with my girlfriend and I was hoping to have a few… fun surprises for her~”
Eve winked, making me blush a little.
“Or maybe more than just a few surprises. You’re very well stocked in here. There’s quite a few things I could be tempted to get.”
This was a timely opportunity after Samantha’s promise. “We can certainly accommodate that~”
Eve walked over to a rack on the wall holding armbinders of different styles, materials and sizes.
“These look intriguing. They vary more than I’d have expected. Does the length make a big difference?”
“Oh yes. You don’t want to go either too short or too long. Normally we’d advise the intended wearer to come in, so we can make measurements and even try some on.”
“Well that won’t work here. It’d hardly be a surprise then would it? I wonder…”
Eve scanned my figure up and down.
“Now that I get a good look at you, you’re pretty much exactly the same height and body type as my girlfriend. And trust me, that’s a compliment~”
“I uhh…” I was unexpectedly flustered. I was used to customers flirting, particularly after Samantha introduced the uniform, but usually it was from men.
Eve picked out a leather armbinder off the shelf and held it in my direction. It was leather with multiple built-in straps on the outside, and an open space at the bottom leaving the hands uncovered.
“I hope I’m not overstepping, but would you mind terribly if I compared this against you? So I have an idea if it would suit her. It would help so much.”
“Oh of course. That’s no problem Miss.”
I turned around and let my arms dangle behind me. I felt the leather exterior of the armbinder pressing against my skin.
“Oh it’s just so hard to tell for sure. Would it be alright if I quickly slipped it over your arms? Just for a second, to see how it looks.”
“Umm. Well I’m not so sure that...”
Eve looked visibly dejected. “Oh I see… Perhaps I should leave all this for today then. No point buying things that I might regret later. I suppose I could probably get most of it online anyway.”
I sighed. “Ok ok it’s alright. You can try it on me. Just for a second though.”
“Wonderful~”
I held my arms together behind me. Eve slipped the opening around my wrists and slid it all the way up my arms, until it stopped just below my shoulder blades.
She hummed. “That looks not bad. But it’s still hard to tell with it sitting so loose like this. To be sure we’re going to have to…”
Suddenly I felt the bottom rim of the binder squeeze closed around my wrists as Eve pulled on the strap outside them tightly.
“Hey wait a second! I didn’t think you were going to close it.”
“It’s hardly going to look right unless we put it on properly, now will it?”
Eve carried on fastening the straps of the binder one-by-one. She spared no strength in the pulls, ensuring my arms were forced as close together as possible, only buckling straps closed once she couldn’t pull them any further. I wheezed from the strain, particularly when my elbows touched uncomfortably inside the binder.
Eve stood back and whistled. “Now that’s a nice fitting armbinder. Do a spin for me would you?”
I tried to ignore the discomfort as I turned around.
“Face away. Bend over.”
I meekly complied. I startled when I felt Eve’s hand grab my ass while her other hand gripped the binder, guiding me to bend even farther forward.
“Yes. Exquisite…”
Not only did she not release her grip on my ass, she was gently squeezing as she spoke. I resisted the impulse to complain out loud, for fear of scaring her off. Eve stood me back upright.
“Now let’s see what’s next.” Eve wandered along the displays.
“Hey wait! You need to let me out of this first.”
Eve sighed and circled back towards me, approaching me from behind.
“Thank you.” I breathed easier as I lifted my bound arms towards her.
Anticipating the relief of the tension leaving my arms, I instead felt something else closing around my neck. Eve was fastening a collar onto me, ensuring it reached a nice tight fit before buckling it closed.
“Hey what the heck is this? I thought you were going to untie me?!”
“Calm down dear. I wanted to see how this collar would look with the binder. These kinds of things need to match don’t they?”
Eve walked around, gently stroking my shoulder as she passed. “I think it works rather well. Let’s find what else we can add to the ensemble.”
She clipped a leash onto a D-ring at the front of my collar and walked off, giving the leash a firm tug. I jerked forward and had no choice but to follow her.
I huffed quietly at this unwanted extension to my unpleasant situation, but with my arms so thoroughly trapped, I was somewhat at Eve’s mercy right now. Going along with her seemed like the quickest and easiest path to ending this charade. Plus I reeeally wanted to land this potentially big sale.
Every item that Eve paused at made me nervous, as I couldn’t help but imagine having to suffer it being used on me. If she did, there would be nothing I could do to prevent it but beg. It made me feel incredibly vulnerable. I suspected Eve noticed this, as our little pauses grew longer and longer, allowing my paranoid imaginings to become more and more vivid.
Eve dragged me towards the corner over to large plastic tubs filled to the brim with common restraint tools: coils of ropes, rolls of tape and belt loops.
“You know as impressive as the more intricate, custom-built pieces can look, such as that lovely binder on you, sometimes you can’t beat the classics.”
Eve pulled the leash so I was forced to trot forward and stand right beside her.
“Well go on salesgirl. Sell me on them..” She gave me a gentle smack on the butt.
“Ahh! W... well. So here we have a variety of basic bondage tools. We have ropes of hemp, nylon, and jute. They’re very versatile and allows a lot of creativity. Th-then we have duct tape and bondage tape. Compared to rope it’s much easier and faster to apply. And finally we have belts, to give that classic kinky look. Plus they have the advantage that they can be locked.”
“Hmm it’s all so tempting. What you do you think I should use- errr get, Nina?”
“Well... uhh...”
“You’re right, why settle for one. Let’s try it all!”
Over the next 15 minutes my legs were fused together by a mishmash of restraints. It started with a tight rope-tie around my ankles, belts above and below my knees compressing them together, and winds of tape encasing the top of my thighs, pinching in below my asscheeks and leaving the smallest of thigh gaps. Then all the way up my legs between these points, Eve added a rainbow of different bindings. There were the traditional browns, greys and blacks of rope, tape and belts, interspersed with vibrantly coloured variations of them. By the end very little of my shapely legs were even visible; only their outline.
I wobbled as Eve finished knotting off the final rope a little below my knees and stood up. She grabbed me to help keep me stable, although I quietly fumed at her rather calculated choice to hold me by my chest and my butt.
“Well Miss Eve, you’ve tried literally every option I think. It's honestly getting a little sore. If you let me go now I can ring all this up for you. I... I’ll even give you a discount.”
I wasn’t sure that I actually had the authority to give discounts. Most likely not, but at this point I was desperate enough to be free that I was willing to take the difference out of my own pay cheque.
“Don’t worry, we’re nearly done. There’s one last thing that is absolutely essential for a proper damsel.”
Eve marched off, leash in hand. I stumbled forward and followed in short hops, on the brink of falling just before each jump. My tube top was doing an impressive job of containing my bouncing breasts. We stopped between two rows of shelves containing objects that made my stomach drop.
“The gag of course! Oh that’s cute. They’re all lined up from smallest to biggest. Well that makes finding the right one so much easier~”
She pulled me a few further hops to the far end of the shelf, where we gazed on the store’s very biggest gags. I could only watched in terror as Eve’s eyes and hands wandered over each option. My voice croaked as I racked my mind to come up with something, anything that could talk my way out of this oncoming ordeal. All that came to mind were my well-practised sales pitches, full of endorsement and advice that were the exact opposite of what I needed right now.
“Something I’d like to know...” Eve mused.
She held up a black panel gag by the strap. As it rotated slowly, the inner side came into view. Sticking out from the panel centre was a 5-inch, silicone penis, modelled semi-realistically after the real thing with pronounced head and thick veins.
“... what advice can you give for someone to wear this? It does look so awfully difficult.”
I stared open-mouthed, half babbling.
“Th...”
“I’m sorry what was that?”
“Th... the penis gag is... a favourite among some... it... much humiliation for the wearer...”
“Sounds like you recommend it! Well of course I shall need to see how this looks as well then. Open up~”
“It... it... no no nononono-”
Eve casually but firmly gripped the back of my head and swiftly guided the tip of the penis into my protesting open mouth. I finally abandoned all composure of the patient assistant and squirmed about to pull my head away. Eve reasserted her grip and an inch at a time, shoved the length of the gag inside my mouth. My pitiful moans turned into quiet gulps as the shaft slid in, pushing down on my tongue. I shuddered as Eve made a final hard push, the flat surface of the panel gag pressing against my lips.
“And of course we must make sure this is nice and secure as well.”
She tugged hard on the strap and buckled it closed. I felt the head of the penis barely graze the back of my throat. I inhaled deeply through my nose and suckled on the gag, managing to suppress my gag reflex.
“My my. You’re taking that like a champ. Do you have a lot of experience sucking on big cocks Nina? Or perhaps it’s just natural talent.”
“ngggkk”
Eve walked back several paces and took in the view of my full bound figure, holding her fingers up in a square frame like a movie director.
“Absolutely fantastic. What I really love is how it all makes your big ass and tits stick out.”
“Mhhmkk!”
“Hmm you’re not moving very much. How do I know you’re actually helpless in all that? Maybe it’s all rather flimsy and you’re just pretending to be stuck. Typically shady sales tactics.”
Eve pulled a crop out from a slim basket like a sword from a sheath. Its leather tip was shaped into a heart.
“We need to test it~”
“Mhhgh? Nnnng!”
I mumbled desperately in protest as Eve strode forward tapping the crop against her hand. As soon as she was within reach, she swished the crop forward and slapped it against the outer side of my thigh. I whined and twisted away from it, but that only invited another smack against my other thigh.
Panic kicked in. With choked whimpers from behind my panel gag, I hopped in a circle to begin bouncing away from my assailant. In doing so I unfortunately presented Eve with her true target. With a full upward swing of her arm, she lashed the crop through the air. The store was filled with a deafening SMACKKK as the crop whacked against my right buttcheek, squarely on the lips logo of the short-shorts.
“MMGHHHKK!!”
I leapt into the air in shock. My landing was unsteady and before I could lose my balance, I hopped forward, maintaining the momentum. The chase was on.
Eve stalked after me all around the store. Every short while she would close the distance and deliver another well aimed strike of the crop at my jiggling rear-end. My shorts were riding up, so more and more often the crop found bare skin. My ass was peppered with tingling, heart-shaped imprints. With each hit I would yelp and renew my efforts to get farther away. While Eve would then slow her pursuit a while, savouring the moment and ogling my body parts shaking about as I fled.
I was at least glad I was in fairly good fitness, as the restrained jumping was exhausting. I weaved around the displays trying to put obstacles between myself and Eve as much as possible. Several times I rounded a corner too closely and bumped against shelves and stands, knocking their contents about and onto the ground, undoing much of my earlier tidying up.
It was only after Eve landed a rather hard spank on my butt, opting to use her bare hand for a change, when I finally mis-stepped. Failing to look forward in time, I ran face first into the mannequin bust in the middle of the room. This plastic figure consisted of a torso and head mounted onto a vertical metal pole bolted to the floor. I came to a dead halt then rebounded, falling backwards. Eve dashed close enough to grab out and partly catch me mid-fall before I could land too hard. I ended up slipping through her grip and fell the remaining height with a light thump.
“Mhhk!”
“Oh Nina, that was silly of you. But the good news is that I am satisfied that all the equipment on you is indeed high quality. I should never have doubted it! You rest up there for a moment now.”
Eve walked away and I stretched out on the ground with a groan, taking advantage of every second of relief that I had. Though it was hardly a peaceful rest. The strict armbinder, cocoon of leg restraints and lengthy penis in my mouth all caused constant discomfort.
click
I twisted my head up to see that Eve was standing at the front door and had just latched it closed. She flipped the store sign around to ‘Closed’. She turned back to see me staring up at her wide-eyed, then strutted over smiling.
“Just making sure we aren’t disturbed. In all that frenzy, I actually spotted a few more things I might want to buy. Isn’t that great?”
“Mmmh...”
“Hush! Now then. Remember when I first came in? I noticed you were distracted looking at something. It was right over... here! As luck would have it, this is one of the few displays that you didn’t disturb with all that reckless commotion. I can see everything here is arranged in a neat, straight line. Everything except for... this! So this must be what you were so interested in~”
I looked up with dread to see Eve grinning and holding a large black anal plug.
BZZZZZZ
“MMMPH!!”
“Whoops sorry! I didn’t realise it would start on full power.”
Eve slid her finger across the phone screen and the buzzing wand head between my legs quietened to a hum. The wand head had an unusual shape: a large U that contoured between my legs from front to back, with carefully positioned bumps and nubs nestled against my most sensitive areas. The wand handle was wedged tightly in-between my legs and their bonds.
"Let’s see now. Scanning for other BoundTec devices... Found! Adding bullet vibrator number 1... and now number 2..."
As Eve tapped her screen, my left breast shook for 2 seconds then stopped, eliciting a moan. Then the same happened to my right breast for 2 seconds. My tube top had been pulled down and was now sitting scrunched up around my waist. Each bared breast had two strips of tape, one white and one pink, applied in an X shape holding a small bullet vibrator against each nipple.
“And finally syncing with the pièce de résistance: the state-of-the-art BoundTec smart watch! Samantha sells only the best of the best doesn’t she?”
A beep emitted from inside the armbinder, just above where my hands poked out. Eve had earlier loosened the strap, strapped the watch onto my wrist inside it, and then retightened the binder strap to keep the watch out of view and out of reach.
“Supposedly this can keep track of your heart rate and body temperature and stuff like that, then adjust the synced devices in real-time to perfectly control your arousal level. Think it’s as good as they claim? Guess we’ll find out. Begin calibration!”
“Mmmph? Mmhhhh!”
The vibrating wand and two bullet vibrators all stopped moving, then started to ramp up the level of vibration slowly. Over a few minutes they increased their intensity together, then started going faster and slower in various combinations, with the watch monitoring their impact on the body readings the entire time. The wand’s U-head was able to vibrate independently at different points along its curve.
“I fitted them all with those ultra-long-life batteries. It’s a shame we couldn’t use the complete BoundTec set on you. But I couldn’t deny your wish to have this bad boy in you. Even if he is much bigger than the BoundTec one.”
Eve pushed her finger against a hard circular shape stretching out the back of my booty shorts: the base of the butt plug which was now sitting uncomfortably inside me.
“MMGHH!”
The worst part was that the back tip of the U-shaped wand was shoving into the protruding butt plug. Whenever that section of the wand activated, the vibrations resonated through the entire plug.
As Eve pulled back her finger, the plug’s base rested back against the metal pole I was standing against. I had taken the place of the mannequin bust which formerly sat atop it. The leather strap harness that I had added earlier myself was now holding me tightly to the pole instead. Along with a number of belts and thin chains that Eve added to secure my legs fully against it as well.
While I wriggled in frustration against the vibrating gear’s calibrations, Eve was fishing items out of a new box she had discovered on the counter. It was filled with miniature padlocks, the body of each coloured white with the store’s pink logo.
“I do love Samantha’s commitment to the brand.”
One by one Eve applied the locks everywhere on my bindings that she could. Every strap of the armbinder and most of the belts and chains. With the number of now locked belts and chains around my upper legs, it would be very difficult to reach and remove the wand. She dropped the corresponding keys back into the box loosely as she went. Once finished she extracted some more keys from the unused padlocks and added them into the mix for good measure.
The one notable exception to the locks was my gag. Eve had earlier replaced the penis gag with an inflatable pump gag that now had my cheeks bulging. She had gone around the room counting the number of shelves I disturbed during the chase, and pumped the gag once for each instance as punishment. I was especially frustrated when she added one final surprise pump because of the only slightly out-of-line butt plug.
“Let me deflate that. Stay still or I won’t take the gag off at all! Good girl~ Ok here we are...”
Eve carefully pulled the gag out, leaving me spluttering and stretching my jaw.
“Ahahh. Please just let me go. Y... you can have everything. On the house. Totally free. I... I won’t tell Samantha or anyone anything about it I promise. Please Eve just untie me...”
Eve fumed and slapped my breast.
“Aahh!”
“That’s Miss Eve to you. If you’re going to be unprofessional maybe I should make things even worse for you.”
“N-no don’t! I’m begging you. This is unbearable enough as it is.”
Eve pressed a finger to my lips and hushed me. She ran the finger down my chin and stroked my chest.
“I have to admit Nina, watching you ‘demonstrate' all this gear in such a tantalising manner has got me really worked up. You wouldn’t believe how much. Want me to show you?”
I watched speechless as Eve stepped back, maintaining eye contact, then reached under her skirt and pulled a pair of lacy black panties down her legs. She stepped out of them and held them up, turning them around until she had the inside of the crotch between her hands.
“Do you see what I mean? Here, have a closer look~”
She slowly walked forward, the menacing panties looming closer. I could already see the damp patch.
“Err yes I can see now. That’s very… flattering? Th-thank you.”
“Are you sure? Take a closer look”
She kept advancing until she was standing right in front of me. Yet still, she lifted the panties closer and closer to my face. I tried leaning away but being fastened to the pole gave me little to no mobility. The dirty panties were pressed into my face.
“How are they? How do I smell Nina?”
She shifted the panties around so that the wet spot settled right beneath my nose. She cupped her hand and pressed it in. I could almost feel the moisture pushing up into my nostrils. A warm pungent aroma flooded my sense of smell.
“Eughh. Oh god that’s awful!”
Eve stepped back, a sullen expression on her face.
“Well that’s rather rude” She walked out of view.
“Something my mother always taught me...”
I tried shaking my head to get the panties off my face.
“... if you don’t have anything nice to say...”
The panties slipped and I quietly celebrated, the worst of the smell out of range.
“...don’t say...”
Eve stood behind me, re-adjusted the panties to bring the damp scent right back.
“...anything at all!”
She clamped a hand over my nose again. I immediately opened my mouth to breathe in, consciously trying not to inhale through my nose. Through the black lacy fabric half-blocking my eyesight, I suddenly saw a large round red sphere come out of nowhere, and an instant later felt the rubbery taste of it enter my mouth. Before I could think to resist, Eve had forced the huge red ballgag right inside. The lower section of the panties were stretched and pulled in with it, sitting in behind the ball, with Eve’s hand keeping the upper section of the panties in place. She buckled the strap closed tight, causing the mouth-stretching gag to nestle neatly in place behind my teeth.
click
Another mini padlock sealed the new gag in its place, with the face-covering mouth-stuffing panties beneath it.
“mmmghmmmm…”
Eve giggled. “That looks incredible on you Nina. I have to admit, the moment I first saw you in this tiny slutty outfit, I knew I had to see you in a ballgag. You’ve haven’t disappointed~”
“mmh…”
“Oh don’t give me that. It’s not even your biggest one. Although it nearly is…”
“MMMM!”
“sigh. I suppose now’s the time to come clean. I’m afraid I have a confession.”
“mmh?”
“You see, I didn’t actually come here looking for gifts for my girlfriend. I actually came here to case this place to rob it.”
“…WMMH?!”
“Yep. I was only planning to look around for today. Then come back another day when it was closed. But finding you all alone I just couldn’t pass up the opportunity. You fell for it so easily~”
“MMM!!”
“Hey look at that: calibration complete. Now here’s the mode I really want to try out… edging! Maximum setting please.”
The vibrating toys, inanimate for only a moment, started up again at a low setting, rising together in concert.
In the meantime Eve walked around the counter to the cash register, where she pulled out and opened a small case filled with lockpicks, screwdrivers and other tools of the trade. She fiddled with the register in the background and before long, a ding confirmed her success.
“Ooh great haul! See that’s why I like hitting adult stores. Everywhere else is going cashless, but no-one wants ‘Sex R Us’ appearing on their bank statements. It’s all in cash.”
The register drawer slid closed again, but Eve didn’t move. Something else had caught her attention.
“Is this lady for real? Samantha left the password for this computer on a sticky note? That’s cybersecurity 101. What does she have on here…”
I grumbled faintly. As bad as it was to learn we were being robbed, along with whatever intrusive activity Eve was up to now, it was nothing compared to my strict bondage and the rising teasing vibrations. I just wanted her to finish and show some mercy. I’d do or say just about anything to be free. She couldn’t just leave me like this.
A few minutes later Eve was done, and strolled back over to me.
“So fun news, Samantha left her social media account signed in. Despite her appalling lack of security awareness, I’m actually quite impressed by her overall business acumen. She’s built quite a following. A following who all now have a nice treat waiting for them. Here, have a look.”
Eve held up her phone which was opened to the Samantha’s Symposium official account. At the top of the feed was a new post, posted time of ‘1 min’ ago:
[Special Promotion! For a very limited time we have a unique, fully-interactive, mystery showcase available in-store right now! Touch and play with it! Anyone who can get an audible sound out of our responsive display will be allowed to take home any one item absolutely free!]
I went numb as the words sank in. I couldn’t tell what the worst part was: that others might see me like this, that they might toy with me like this, that they would think I’m supposed to stay like this and wouldn’t help. Or, the realisation finally sinking in, that I had no idea how I would explain any of this to Samantha or how furious she would get. All of it happened on my watch.
“Call me crazy but I think this will really boost your profile! In a… certain way anyway.”
Eve walked to the front door and flipped the outward side of the sign back to ‘Open’.
As she turned back around she stopped, looked down and smirked. She grabbed the ‘Free Sample’ card from the table by the door. Making a loop with one of the rope samples, she attached it to the back of the card with a strip of tape. She walked back to me with that annoyingly cocky strut, and draped the loop over my head, leaving the message ‘Free Sample’ hanging from my neck.
“Ok ok last bit I promise!”
Eve held up one final damned item: the latex hood that I’d put on the mannequin earlier. She lifted it slowly towards my face, and by now I was so weary that I only managed the faintest mumble through the ballgag and slight recoil away before she pushed it down over my head. The hood fully covered my eyes, but had an opening around the bottom leaving my gagged mouth and my chin uncovered. My ponytail was threaded through a hole at the back. The hood was a tight fit, and squashed the dirty panties even closer against my face. The layer of fabric made breathing through the tiny nose-holes somewhat strained, forcing me to breathe in even deeper, making the pressed-in wet panties stink even worse.
click
“Last lock! And last everything really. I have everything I need now. Including all I can carry of brand new top-quality bondage gear! So thank you for that my darling salesgirl Nina~. You’ve been perfect, 5 stars.”
“mmhh…”
“I didn’t lie about everything you know. I don’t have a girlfriend, but I do have another girl in mind who I plan on surprising this weekend with all this. And trust me she’s going to be very very surprised~”
Eve chuckled to herself. I debated whether to respond with a last attempt for mercy or just let loose with anger, when I was interrupted and the decision was taken from me. The vibrating wand jumped up to full power, buzzing continuously at one spot and pulsing on-and-off at another. The bullet vibrators alternated with one on and one off, rapidly switching with irregular unpredictable timing.
“mMMhhmhm~~”
“Ooh sounds like you’re enjoying yourself quite a bit. I won’t remove a thing. I’m sure no-one else will either. Have fun Nina~”
I went tense as the vibrations felt like they reached my very core. I strained against the armbinder, feeling every buckle holding them in, barely pushing out my poor elbows. I leaned forward, the harness and countless leg bindings going taut against my skin. I bit hard into the big red ballgag, making a low moan that I couldn’t even hear. My mind went fuzzy as I waited for the orgasm to hit me.
BZZZZZ-! ...
Every vibrator went totally still.
“MMMGH?!”
The heat of anticipation teetered, yearning, reaching, but it couldn’t push through, couldn’t spill over into release. Instead it cooled, and faded. The aches from the tight bindings returned in their wake, this time paired with a deep longing for something denied.
Trriiing
Slam!
Eve was gone. The shop was quiet. I tugged my arms, twisted my legs, and shoved with my tongue. Nothing budged in the slightest.
“MMHMMM!!”
I thrashed as hard as I could. The pole barely moved apart from less than an inch of wobble at the top. I could feel my heartbeat throbbing, and the cruel grip of the restraints all over me.
And then it started up again.
bzzzz
“Nnnn! Nnnnn! HMMMM!”
The terrible tease was coming. The vibrations were rapidly rushing me towards supposed orgasm again, the impressive technology having found exactly the right ways to toy with me.
The swell of pleasure rose to a fever pitch. I tried to contort myself to press harder into the objects, somehow, in total vain. The sensation dropped right as I was the limit. I shook and gag-yelled in desperate fury again, hearing only the faintest buzz in response.
As the waves rose and fell, my struggling and complaining lost energy and my resistance broke down. My sense of time slipped and soon I couldn’t tell if it had been 30 minutes or 3 hours. I hallucinated myself as a frail mouse trapped in the malicious cat-and-mouse game of some amorphous, bondage-loving cat that had Eve’s laugh.
I couldn’t escape it. I couldn’t stop it. I was a static helpless part of the shop now and neither I nor anyone else was able to do anything about it.
I heard a distant noise that sounded like talking. Someone was outside! The memory of Eve’s online post came crashing back. Was someone really coming in? What would they do to me?
The vibrations hit their peak. It was far too much for me to handle. My hips were shaking.
“Please let me cum… just this one time… pleasepleaseplease…”
BZZZZZ-! …
…
Trriiing