Kinky Sex Shop Assistant

Kinky Sex Shop Assistant Laura stood aghast as she gawped at the rows upon rows of sex toys lining shelves of the adult entertainment shop. She was nearing her 36th birthday and had owned her previous vibrator since her late teens. It was so old it was practically steam powered, although it had faired remarkably well over the years. It was only when the internal motor finally stuttered to its demise that she finally decided to upgrade. At the time it had taken her every ounce of strength and courage to venture out and buy it and she had been dreading taking the same trip again. Still, as she glanced from one brightly coloured phallic shaft to the next, she was struck by how much technology had advanced since she had purchased her bog-standard silver bullet vibrator. She was overwhelmed by the rabbit ears, rotating heads, thrusting shafts, vibrating beads and curiously curved g-spot simulators. It seemed that the toy makers had come up with every conceivable way to make her cum and choosing one was next to impossible. She wanted them all!

As she perused the aisles, she could feel the prying glare of the shop assistant’s ever watchful eyes. She couldn’t tell if the young girl behind the counter suspected her of shoplifting or if she was merely admiring her body. It wouldn’t have been difficult to see why. Even mid-way through her 30s, Laura had maintained her youthful beauty with nary a crow’s foot in sight. She was tall, slender and had glorious flowing brown hair that streamed down over her back. It being a scorching summer’s afternoon on her day off, she had chosen to wear a light, flowery dress that wisped around her knees and clung to her chest, emphasising the roundness of her heaving bosoms. The longer the shop assistant stared at her, the warmer her cheeks became and she found herself barely able to focus on the task at hand. She fingered a few more boxes, growing gradually less patient with the process. Then, she spotted something that piqued her interest far more than the regular toys in the centre of the shop.
A corner of the store had been set aside to showcase a new hardcore BDSM range. The reflection of the fluorescent lights glittering in the mass of metal shackles and chains on offer soon caught Laura’s attention. It was like a Halloween costume stand, although certainly not for kids. She cautiously stepped over towards it, feeling the ever present stare of the shop assistant watching her every move. It was like a magnet drawing her closer and as her eyes darted from one kinky piece of apparatus to the next, she could feel a much stronger feeling of arousal building inside her. Something about the forbidden nature of bondage set her imagination racing, but she was sure she could never indulge such desires, no matter how much she wanted to. She insisted to herself that she would simply take a look and then go back to choosing a regular toy. However, she couldn’t suppress her curiosity and picked up a shiny plastic case containing a pair of nipple clamps.
“Need a hand?” came a quiet voice from behind her. Laura turned to see the shop assistant glancing over her shoulder, smiling giddily at the item she held in her hand. Laura tried to place it back on the small shelf, but in her haste she accidentally knocked a few more boxes off and sent them tumbling to the floor. The shop girl chuckled again and crouched down to help her pick them up, accidentally grazing her fingers across the back of Laura’s hand. Their gaze met for a lingering moment before rising once again to place the items back on the shelf. Laura realised she hadn’t said a word yet.
“Uh… no, I was just looking really.” she replied, tapping the boxes into a perfect line with her trembling fingers.
“Dom or sub?” asked the assistant, flicking her jet black hair away from her cheek with a sharp gust of her breath. Laura gave a confused shrug, unsure what the girl meant.
“ I’m sorry?” replied Laura. Now that she was stood next to her, she couldn’t help but notice how pretty the young girl was. She looked like she had tried to mask her cuteness by dressing as a goth; piercing her nose with a silver stud and covering her flesh with a couple of tattoos. Her button nose and cheeky smile were too strong for mere make-up and ink to conceal, though. Laura peered down over the girl’s ample bust and noticed her nametag. Her name was Keira.
“Dominant or submissive?” explained Keira, quickly sensing that her customer was neither, yet.
“Oh, I see…” laughed Laura, “I don’t know, I’ve never really tried anything like this. I was just looking, honestly.”
“Ah, a novice…” replied Keira, picking out a pair of fluffy pink handcuffs, “Might I suggest these to get you started?”
“I don’t know, it’s all very expensive.” said Laura. She couldn’t deny that she wanted them – not to mention a few other items – but her budget would not allow her to return home with an entire sex dungeon.
“I can let you try them out, if you want.” added Keira, growing hornier by the second as she tried to reel in her catch. She could see that Laura was brimming with curiosity and needed a mere push in the right direction. Having always had a thing for older women, Keira wanted nothing more than to see Laura tied up and tortured. The fact that she was new to it just added to her sadistic desire. Laura paused and considered her offer, summoning the will to accept.
“I suppose it couldn’t hurt…” she finally replied.
“That depends…” giggled Keira as she walked over to the main door of the shop. She flipped the open/close sign and locked the latch, sealing them both inside with no one to disturb them. She moved back over to Laura in the bondage corner and started to collect a few items from the shelves and racks in front of her. Laura watched with a mixture of horror and intrigue as Keira loaded up the products in her arms. She tried to conjure the words to back out, but deep down she yearned to explore her newfound urges. Keira took a mass of kinky looking toys from the shelves and nodded for Laura to follow her behind the counter. They walked through a doorway and along a short corridor to a back room, which contained a small leather couch and a TV. It was a simple rest room where the shop assistants could go for their lunch break, but on that day it would be serving an entirely different purpose. Keira tossed the toys and equipment onto the couch and stared up at Laura.
“Have you decided?” asked Keira as she picked up a leather harness, “You or me?”
Laura took a nervous gulp and stared at the mess of straps hanging from the young goth’s hand. The idea of taking control was certainly an alluring one and knowing that the young girl would submit her body to her in that way was a difficult prospect to reject. The idea of being the one of the receiving end was even more enticing, though.
“Me.” she replied, feeling her pulsating clitoris growing firmer with the rumble of her voice. Keira stepped closer, holding the harness in her hand with a satisfied grin.
“Good.” she said, “I like being in control.”
“What do you want me to do?” asked Laura, becoming more and more seduced by the young girl’s confidence. Even though she was quite a bit taller than Keira, she was stunted by her shy, quiet personality. As Keira moved behind her and started to tug gently at the zip of her dress, her desire to submit herself to the young girl was overwhelming, as if she was shrinking in her shoes. She felt the zip sliding down over her spine followed by the touch of Keira’s fingers peeling the shoulders of her dress down over the silky, pale flesh of her arms. As it drifted to a rest around her feet, Laura suddenly remembered she had neglected to wear a bra. She raised her arms up to shield her breasts, but Keira slapped them gently away, forcing her to expose her chest to her master. Keira gripped the sides of Laura’s lacy red panties and peeled them down to her ankles, leaving her completely naked and shivering with anticipation. Sparks of apprehension fired off in Laura’s mind, but were quickly dampened by her burgeoning libido. Her clitoris was throbbing intensely and her nipples were firm and poking out atop her perfectly round breasts. Keira peered over her shoulder and stared at the reflection of her breasts in a small mirror on the wall in front of them. Then, she reached around Laura’s chest and held the harness up, silently instructing her subject to slip her arms through the straps.
Keira held her arms back and bound them together with the straps. Every yank of the harness sent a fresh trickle of moisture to Laura’s pussy and by the time it was fully attached, she was dripping wet and aching for more. She stood before Keira feeling more vulnerable and exposed than ever in her life; her breasts poking through between the straps as they clung tightly to her chest, forming a pentagram just below her neck. She couldn’t take her eyes off her reflection, constantly admiring the look of the black leather pressing against her pale skin. The murmur of her heart grew fiercer with every new toy Keira picked up. First, she unboxed a breathable gag and wedged it between Laura’s teeth. Her mouth gaped open and eagerly took it, clenching her jaws around it while Keira fastened the straps that led over the top and around the sides of her head, encasing her face in a leather mesh. It suddenly dawned on her that she truly was at the young girl’s mercy. She had become so pre-occupied by the fantasy of it that it was only once her arms and mouth were restrained that she realised just how much power she had relinquished. In order to leave, she would have to do whatever Keira commanded, and that thought alone was stronger than any sexual desire she had ever felt.
She watched intently as Keira picked up a silver pin-wheel and proceeded to roll it down over her cheeks, bumping over the straps of the mask like speed bumps. The sharp spikes dug into her flesh, leaving a trail of tiny red dots in their wake as Keira trailed it down over her neck towards her breasts. She trembled violently as the prickling sensation drew closer and closer to her erect, pokey nipples. She felt every stab of the needles one by one rolling across the little bumps of her areolas, making her quiver with a loud, wavering moan. The wheel dug into her left teat and rolled slowly off, only to traverse the enormous valley between her heaving breasts to do the same to her right nipple. The look of sadistic delight on Keira’s face made it all the more intense and as the wheel continued on over her panting stomach, she winced at the prospects of where it was headed. She felt it rolling over the small tuft of dark pubic hair above her pussy, snagging on a couple of follicles before finally reaching the fleshy hood of her clitoris. She let out a piercing scream through the gag, but held firm and took every single spike as the wheel rolled down over her tingling labia. Keira lifted the wheel away and tossed it aside. Laura was primed and ready for some real punishment, and Keira had just the tool for the job.
She picked up a 9-inch strap-on dildo and proceeded to attach it to her waist, leaving the enormous black rubber cock protruding from her crotch. Then, she tugged on the harness straps to drag Laura across to the couch. She pushed her backwards, giving Laura no choice but to fall onto the leather cushions with her legs hanging off the edge. Keira grabbed her by the ankles and raised them up high in the air, splitting them as wide apart as they would stretch. Laura had never felt so defenceless or compromised, but as Keira stared down at her soaking wet pink slit, she could imagine nothing better than being fucked hard against the cushions. Her wish was about to be granted, albeit with one painful little twist. Keira grabbed a thin metal chain from the pile of toys and dangled it over Laura’s face, draping the strange metal clamps on the end over her subject’s nose. She clasped Laura’s left breast firmly between her fingers and held it steady as she attached the first clamp. She did the same to her right nipple, each time eliciting a sharp, agonising howl from Laura’s mouth. The chain connected the two clamps like a rope bridge traversing a huge fleshy gorge.
Laura could barely take her eyes off the huge cock hanging from Keira’s crotch and could feel it prodding against her pussy as her master leaned over and attached the clamps. She yearned to feel it inside her, splitting her pussy wide open and fucking her senseless. Even the devastating twinges of pain as Keira tugged on the clamp chain weren’t enough to suppress her burning lust. However, Keira reached over to the pile of toys and grabbed a tube of lubricant jelly, which she squirted onto the shaft of her dildo. Laura could only stare at the shimmering black cock as Keira smeared the jelly all over it and then pressed the head up against her sweet, puckering anus. She felt it nudging at the tight ripples of flesh around her rim, slowly working it open as the dildo slid inside her ass. No amount of exaggerated gasping could quell the immense pressure of the dildo as it glided in and out of her rectum. Laura moaned relentlessly as Keira pounded her ass, plunging the dildo deeper and deeper into her anus with every thrust. Suddenly, Keira paused for a moment, keeping the dildo lodged firmly in Laura’s ass. She reached across to the toys once more and picked up a massager. The room filled with the sound of its humming vibrations as she turned it and then added a chorus of satisfied moaning as she pressed the buzzing ball head against Laura’s throbbing clitoris.

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She held it in place, drilling an endless stream of pleasure into Laura’s crotch while she fucked her ass. Laura could barely even breathe as she lay back on the couch; her legs spread wide apart as she took the entire length of the dildo in her ass. Keira laughed and tugged on the clamp chain with her free hand. Laura’s breasts jiggled wildly as Keira tormented her with the chain, brutally stretching her nipples away from her chest before releasing it again. She quickened her pace, sliding the dildo into Laura’s rectum with as much force as her hips would allow, sending her slave into a fit of earth shaking convulsions. She continued to pound her, watching up close as Laura started to cum. Tiny spurts of her pussy juices ejected from her quivering vulva with each contraction and even from the back room she thought passers-by outside would be able to hear Laura’s orgasmic wailing. Keira gave her one last powerful thrust, burying the dildo so deep that Laura’s anus kissed the base of the shaft. Then, she stepped away and watched as her new slave twitched and quivered on the couch; still utterly restrained by the harness and the gag. After a few minutes she came to her senses and caught her breath again. Keira untied her and released the gag from her mouth, allowing her to get dressed.
“So… would you like any of them?” asked Keira, nodding at the new pile of spent toys.
“I’ll take them all!” gasped Laura, reaching for her credit card, “And anything else you’ve got!”