9 comments/ 85378 views/ 10 favorites Full Service Shopping By: Bob Waters "OK, what the hell is that?" Eileen asked laughing. "That is our Play Chair," the saleswoman said with a smile, coming up behind them. "It tends to get a reaction from everyone that comes in here." 'Here' was an upscale 'erotic boutique' in Boston. Eileen and Tom were in town for a get-away weekend and decided a visit would provide a nice bit of spice to their romantic weekend. Neither had been to the store before and didn't quite know what to expect. Just finding the place had been an adventure as it was hidden among the brownstones in a mixed use area on the fringe of the city proper. They were surprised that it was, indeed, upscale, more like a clothing boutique then an adult store, but the clothing on the racks were made of leather, PVC and lace and the accessories on the walls ran more to harnesses, floggers and dildos rather then shoes, bags and jewelry. They were the only ones in the store, it was rather early in the morning, and the pleasant looking woman behind the counter greeted them warmly as they entered. "Hi and welcome! You guy's have the place to yourselves so far!" she said brightly. "I'm Ann and feel free to ask me if you need any help at all." The woman behind the counter was a bit of a surprise as well. Rather then the creepy old man they expected to find working the counter of such a store, Ann was about their age - forty something -- petite, attractive, brunette and well dressed in a sweater, short skirt and boots. "Thanks Ann," Eileen said smiling, "We will." One of the things Tom liked about Eileen was that she always used sale's people's names when she could, and was genuinely friendly about it. "Quiet today?" Tom asked. "Early," Ann replied. "I don't usually see customers for a few more hours on a Saturday." They moved off to look at the merchandise and Ann went back to her work. They giggled a little over some of the toys, touching this and that. Ann smiled and surreptitiously checked them out. She hadn't seen them before and from their actions they were both new to the store and new to the kink scene. No wedding rings, both in their forties and attractive, him tall and dark, her tall and very blonde. Nice clothes, jeans but expensive ones. Her blouse looked to be silk and the boots were real Uggs. Tom put a pair of leather cuffs over Eileen's wrists and said, with a wink and a grin, "This might be fun for later. " "Oh, so I'm getting tied up again," Eileen smiled back, putting her arm around him. "At some point this weekend, you will definitely be tied up," he replied. "Good," she said emphatically. The moved on, not really seeing anything that interested them all that much until they passed the curtained alcove with the Play Chair. The chair was high backed with the seat divided and extending out into individual rests for each leg. The arms were attached directly to the seat back and both the arms and the legs had thick leather straps to restrain the user. A rather industrial looking motor sat beneath the seat and the whole thing was jointed in several areas to allow the user to be positioned several different ways. "The Play Chair," Eileen laughed after Ann named it. "Why is it in like a changing room?" "Well, it's easily the most expensive thing we sell and a lot of our customers want to try it before they spend that kind of money," she replied. "This way they get a little bit of privacy to do so, we can close the curtain." Eileen laughed out loud, "Seriously? People actually try it out?" "All the time," Ann smiled. "For liability reasons, a store employee has to be there and the board of health requires that you have to buy any attachments that you use but aside from that you're welcome to try it out." She looked the couple over critically, "I'm going to predict that you," she looked at Eileen, "would be the one in the chair and you're," she looked at Tom, "the dom." "Is it that obvious?" Eileen said rolling her eyes and laughing again. "Not really," Ann smiled, "but I've been doing this a while." "I wouldn't have the faintest idea what to do with this thing," Tom said, chuckling himself. "Some dom I am." "Oh, I'm sure you'd figure something out eventually, but you don't have to. That's why I'm here," Ann said with a glint in her eye. "What do you say? We couldn't ask for better timing, no one else is here to make you feel inhibited." Tom looked at Eileen who giggled. They were pretty open minded as a couple but had never done anything even remotely like this before. "What do you say Sugar Bear?" Tom asked her raising an eyebrow. "I can't believe I'm saying this but sure, why not," she said, turning an appealing shade of red and giggling like a schoolgirl. "Great!" Ann said. "You have to take off your boots first, we don't want to scuff the chair, and you'll want to take off your jeans too." "I understand the boots," Eileen said, bending to remove them and her socks, "But why the jeans?" "Because it wouldn't be any fun otherwise," Ann said with a Mona Lisa smile. Eileen's heart skipped a beat at that and she almost backed out. She caught Tom's eye to see his reaction. Tom sent an unspoken, 'it's up to you' back to her and she deliberately unsnapped her jeans in response. "Excellent," Ann said, closing the curtain as Eileen unzipped and then pushed her jeans down her long legs and off. "You've got great legs," Ann complimented her, checking her out. "I wish mine were that long," Tom smiled in agreement, she certainly did, long and shapely, and the small, blue thong she wore didn't hide them at all. Eileen was surprised at herself, this was totally out of character for her but she was enjoying it. "Sit down right here Princess," Ann said as Eileen sat. Eileen gave a start, "Tom, did you set this up?" she asked "No baby, not at all," he said. "Honestly." "Why?" Ann asked. "Oh, it's just that he calls me Princess," she said settling back into the chair and putting her feet on the rests. "Of course he does," Ann purred as she ran a hand over Eileen's shoulder. "What else would he call you. You are a Princess." Ann began fastening the straps starting with Eileen's ankles. She let her fingers trail up Eileen's leg to fasten the set at her thighs. She reached back and undid a catch and then pushed Eileen's legs apart, the supports swinging open and then locking with a click. Standing between her legs, almost but not quite against her body Ann fastened the straps around her wrists and then her upper arms. "You're the Princess, Your lover here is Prince Charming but who does that make me?" and said throatily, "The Fairy Godmother or the Wicked Queen?" Eileen began to breathe hard from the second Ann began fastening the straps around her ankles. She almost jumped out of her skin as the other woman ran her fingers up her naked thighs and experienced a delicious moment of almost terror when Ann forced her legs apart. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," repeated in Eileen's head as she closed her eyes. Tom leaned in from the side and kissed her, her lips hot and flushed met his in almost desperation, the kiss becoming a momentary anchor for her. "I'm here Princess," he whispered, but which is it, Wicked Queen or Fairly Godmother?" A loud click caused them to both look up, while they were kissing, Ann had left the alcove and locked the front door. She turned the open sign to closed and sauntered back to them, pulling her sweater over her head and then fluffing her long, brown hair as she tossed her sweater aside. "Actually, I think I'm a little of both," Ann said as she flowed across the room, "but I'm feeling very Wicked Queen-ish at the moment." Tom couldn't recall a Wicked Queen, or a Fairy Godmother in boots, mini-skirt and a see-through bra in any of the fairy tales he grew up with but he wasn't complaining. Ann's breasts were small with surprisingly large and dark nipples showing clearly through the sheer gray fabric of her bra. Eileen noticed them as well. Hell, she was mesmerized like a bird by a snake. For a moment she felt self conscious, her own nipples were small and pink and she worried that Tom would like Ann's larger ones better but pushed the thought aside almost as quickly as it came. He had never seemed to mind before. "We're always dead this time of day anyways and this is my store so I decided we're closed for a little bit," Ann smiled, taking a commanding place between Eileen's legs again. "Why don't you lay back a bit Princess," she cooed and reached over her captive to move a lever on the side of the chair. "I know this isn't comfortable to sit upright in." The chair, and Eileen, tilted back to about a forty-five degree angle. Eileen had to admit it was a lot more comfortable. The seat of the chair barely gave her anything to rest on it was so brief. Reclining shifted her weight to her back. She also realized it completely exposed her lady bits and blushed deeply, grateful for the scant coverage offered by her brief thong. "That was a sweet kiss," Ann said, rubbing a caressing hand across Tom's back. "Why don't you keep her from getting lonely while I get a few things we're going to need. Be right back." Ann walked off, switching her hips as she went into the back room of the store. "Are you OK babe?" Tom asked Eileen. "Oh my God Tommy," she gasped back. "I can't believe we're doing this!" "Do you want to stop?" "No," she replied. "No, not yet. I've got to admit I'm a little scared but I'm soaked! Can you see it through my panties?" "Um, actually yes, you can," Tom grinned, looking. The chair spread Eileen's legs wide and the brief thong she wore barely covered her sex. The different textured skin of her labia peeked from the edge along with a few stray wisps of blonde pubic hair and an elongated damp spot showed clearly in the center of the small triangle of cloth. He reached down and rubbed the spot lightly, causing her to groan. "Don't worry Princess," he whispered, stroking her, "You say the word and this all stops." "Excellent! You've got the motor running," Ann said throatily, coming back into the room with pink, rubbery somethings in her hands. "I brought an attachment we can try out. I think you might like it." She returned to between Eileen's outstretched legs, put the attachments down and lightly rested the tips of her long, red nails on the insides of Eileen's knees. Eileen's eyes locked on the other woman's hands. "Funny," she thought, I didn't notice those when we walked in here. This woman looked like a plain mousy sales clerk. My how your opinion changes when you're strapped to a chair with two people turning you on." "Looks like the Princess is already a little wet," Ann purred. "Let's see how much we can soak those panties." She let her nails trail halfway down Eileen's thighs, causing the girl to twitch before reaching down and fastening one of the attachments to an armature of the industrial looking motor under the chair. "How does she like to be touched?" Ann asked Tom, "Light or firm." "Lightly and then more firmly as she gets close," Tom replied. Eileen blushed again to hear her intimate preferences discussed so openly, so mater-of-factly. It made her feel all the more helpless and, God help her, made her all the more excited. "Light it is then." Ann said, pivoting the armature upwards and adjusting it so the length of it lay lightly along Eileen's panty covered slit. Ann fiddled and adjusted it, her hands feeling almost hot as they brushed against Eileen's inner thighs; the machine pressing against her, lightly enough but there. Tom stroked Eileen's shoulders and neck, watching Ann with a slight smile. "I think we'll keep her panties on for now," Ann said, winking at Eileen. "OK, I think we're ready." Ann picked up a small box about the size of a cell phone and pressed a button. "Oh!" Eileen yipped, startled as the armature started to vibrate against her with a low hum. "How's that little Princess?" Ann cooed with a smile. Tom stood behind Eileen's shoulder, stroking her cheeks and neck, "My God this is hot," he said. "Oh, we're just starting," Ann grinned, running her nails along Eileen's thighs. Tom let his hands wander lower to the neck of Eileen's blouse and began to undo the buttons one by one. "Good idea," Ann said. "Let me help." She began unbuttoning Eileen's blouse from the other end. They quickly met in the middle and Tom pushed the blouse wide, reaching around behind her and unhooking her bra while Ann lightly scraped her nails over the soft skin of Eileen's belly. "Oh my God you guys," Eileen gasped, torn between laughing and melting into a puddle of goo, " this is too much!" "Oh, poor baby," Tom cooed, pulling her bra up to expose her breasts and then nuzzling her neck. Her nipples, already hard, crinkled into two points as the cool air hit them. "Ooo, pretty!" Ann cooed at Eileen's breasts. "Nice, tight little nipples," she said reaching up and rubbing them with a thumb. Tom reached down and they both played with the bound woman's breasts. Eileen started to squirm against the restraints. "Feeling good?" Ann asked teasingly. She moved very close to the other woman. "I'm feeling a little overdressed," she whispered in Eileen's ear. She reached behind herself and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Her panties were as sheer as her bra, which she reached back and unclasped, dropping it to the floor with her skirt. The panties followed quickly after, sliding down over her hips and off leaving her clad only in calf-high, shiny, black, boots. "Doesn't that feel good Princess" she asked, running her hands over the other woman's thighs and belly. She moved even closer, her own naked pubis pressing the armature that tormented Eileen; the two women sharing the vibration on either side of the rod. Tom bent and captured one of Eileen's nipples in his mouth, sucking in and biting down gently, looking down her belly to where the other woman's pussy pressed against his woman's -- separated only by a thin layer of cotton and a rubber clad rod. "That feels nice," Ann said, "but I think we need to bring it up a notch." She picked up the controller again and turned a small dial. The hum increased in pitch. "Oh shit," Eileen groaned as the vibrations intensified. She knew she wasn't going to last but was fighting it, embarrassed to lose control in front of this other woman. She may not have wanted to, but Ann wasn't going to let her avoid it. "Ooooo, you like that, don't you?" the other woman crooned to her. "Come on Princess and cum for the wicked queen." Ann grabbed Eileen's hips and pulled her toward her, pulled her hard against the vibrating rod. "Yeah Princess, ride it. Ride the feeling," she cooed. "O my God," Eileen moaned, splaying her fingers, trying to grasp something, to move but held fast to the chair. Tom sucked hard on one nipple, gently pinching the other. "Oh God! Shit!" Eileen hissed as she started to cum. "Oh, Oh God!" Eileen thrashed against the bonds, tensed, and then trashed again, all the time groaning inarticulately. Ann pulled the material of Eileen's panties aside and rubbed the other woman's clit with her thumb, grinding her own pelvis against her. "Oh yeah, Princess, cum, that's it, cum baby" she crooned as Eileen strained harder against the bonds. "Oh God! Please! Enough! I need a break! Please!" Eileen begged. Ann smiled and pressed the button, shutting the vibrator down. She leaned over and kissed Eileen on the mouth. After a moment's hesitation, Eileen kissed her back. She tasted sweet, minty. Ann's tongue darted out against Eileen's lips and she opened them, letting it in. Surprising herself, Eileen enjoyed it, Ann's lips soft against her own, her skin much smoother then a man's. Tom moved in and kissed Eileen's neck. With a mixture of reluctance and relief, Eileen broke the kiss with Ann and turned her head to kiss Tom as Ann stood up. Ann flipped the armature away from Eileen's now soaked pussy and pulled the thong well to the side, exposing it in its entirety. "What a pretty pussy you have Princess!" she said, stroking the lips lightly with her fingers. Eileen squirmed, the touch almost but not quite too much for her over-stimulated sex to take. "I like that you haven't completely shaved it. I think you're the first woman with actual blonde pubes I've ever been with," she continued. "We're going to have some fun." "Going to?" Eileen asked breathlessly, breaking her kiss with Tom. "What have we been doing up to now?" "Getting warmed up," Ann replied with a glint. "Hey Prince Charming, you're still dressed. Let's see what you've got." Tom smiled and fought down a momentary surge of embarrassment. He could hardly complain when both women were basically naked except for a pair of boots and a thong between them. He quickly took off his shoes and socks, shirt and paused for a second with the jeans. "Let's go big boy," Ann said. Tom unzipped his jeans and pushed them and his boxers down and off. His cock sprang from its confinement and jutted out in front of him. "Nice," Ann commented. "I'm very happy with it," Eileen said. "Let's see you suck it then," Ann commanded. "I'd love to," Eileen said, "free my hands." "You don't need your hands to suck cock," Ann replied. "I'm not done with you. Feed it to her Prince Charming." "Happily," Tom said. The chair had Eileen's head at crotch height already, obviously part of the design Tom thought. He guided himself to her mouth and she turned her head and took him in gratefully, lips enveloping his manhood with a delighted moan. Eileen loved sucking his cock, loved the taste, the feel. It was just the right size, filling her mouth just to the point of discomfort but not beyond. Doing it in front of this not-quite-stranger gave it an extra zing. Ann busied herself changing the attachment on the armature and said, "Sales pitch time: You'll note the bound sub's head is just at the right height for this." She walked around Eileen's splayed legs to stand next to Tom. "Another nice feature is the height of the sub's hands," she purred, straddling Eileen's left hand which was just at crotch height. "Finger me Princess," she commanded, lowering herself onto the bound woman's hand and reaching down to play with one of Eileen's nipples. Eileen hesitated and then thought, "What the hell." She turned her hand palm up and began to lightly stroke Ann's slit as she bobbed her head on Tom's cock. She was surprised at how hot it was, how similar and yet different it felt from her own. "There you go," Ann whispered. "Ooo that's nice." Ann ran a caressing hand down Tom's back and ass and then between his legs to cup his balls from behind. "Jesus," Tom jumped. "Mmm, these feel full," Ann said. "You look like you could use some help," she told Eileen. Eileen let Tom's member slip from her lips. "Come on down," she said, surprising herself. Ann tweaked Eileen's nipple hard and the woman jumped. "Keep sucking," Ann commanded. "I didn't tell you to stop." Being commanded to do something she wanted to do anyway both irritated and seriously turned Eileen on. Frustrated by not be able to use her hands, all she wanted was to rub her Tom's hard sweet ass, she satisfied herself by taking him into her mouth again both puzzled and excited at her own behavior. Ann knelt down; her face even with Eileen's and took his balls into her mouth. They took, turns licking and sucking his thick cock each taking it into their mouths, one working the shaft, the other sucking and licking at his balls. Occasionally their lips would meet and their tongues would touch, these fleeting moments adding spice. Ann, no stranger to a woman was much more aggressive and would allow her tongue to linger and caress Eileen's seductively more than once. Full Service Shopping: Fashion Show With love and thanks to the beautiful Aurora Philips. Ann glanced up from the register as she heard the door to the store open then close. Looking over the counter and down the stairwell she recognized Tom and Eileen, the couple she had demonstrated The Chair to a few weeks prior. She stifled a smile at their return. 'Gotcha,' she thought to herself contentedly. She had a feeling they would be back. She would have to play this carefully. "Well hello," she said sweetly as they climbed the stairs into the shop. "Did you come back to buy The Chair or would you like another demonstration," she added with a wicked smirk. "No, The Chair's not in the budget for today," Tom said smiling, "but we are here to do a little shopping." Ann came around the counter and placed her hand lightly on Tom's arm, giving him a friendly kiss on the cheek. "Well welcome back," she said. Ann then moved to Eileen and, placing her hands on either side of Eileen's face, leaned up to kiss the much taller woman on the lips, holding it for much longer then a casual greeting. "And welcome back to you too Princess. I'm thrilled to see you both again." Eileen was disturbed by the other woman's possessiveness and her hungry kiss on the mouth. Even though they had shared intimacies a week or so ago, Eileen wasn't quite ready to deal with her first encounter with a woman yet and had tried to keep it out of mind. Up until that Saturday it had all been a fantasy that she only shared with Tom but when the two of them were confronted with The Chair and all its paraphernalia she couldn't help but feel oddly excited. Just being in the sex store started her juices flowing and on that particular weekend, like this one, she and Tom had rented a room in an exclusive hotel for the express purpose of romance. A part of her had hoped Ann wouldn't be working today. Ann, Eileen told herself, took a lot more away from that fleeting encounter than she herself had, or wanted to. She snuggled up closer to Tom as he moved further into the store. "Please, make yourselves at home," Ann said, touching Eileen's arm. The couple moved away, looking at the merchandise while Ann answered questions from another customer. Unlike the last time they were there, the store was rather busy with most people checking out the fetish clothing displayed along the wall. "She seemed happy to see you in particular," Tom whispered to Eileen, grinning, as they shopped. "Shut up," she blushed and nudged him with her elbow. Her head a swirl with memories from the last time they were in the store and the screaming orgasm Ann and Tom had given her while she was strapped to the chair, vibrator inside her. "Not that I blame her," Tom continued, "I didn't even mind sharing you with her." "Stop it," Eileen giggled. "I don't like girls, I've told you that." "Uh huh," Tom replied. "You say that but you could have fooled me watching you two together." "That was different," she insisted, still whispering. "That was more.....situational....I don't know, I just didn't seem like I could say no to her." "If you're looking for something interesting, you might want to consider this, it's almost a work of art." Ann said, coming up behind them. Eileen jumped a little, startled, hoping Ann hadn't heard her last remark. Ann smiled wider 'This' was a glass dildo, clear with a bulbous head and a purple spiraled ridge along the shaft. It was indeed beautiful. It was also very large, at least ten inches long and as thick around as Eileen's wrist. "That's a little too intimidating for me," Eileen joked. "I'm not so sure that would fit." "Oh, I'm sure it would be a very snug fit Princess," Ann cooed, stroking cool phallus across the other woman's arm, "but I think you'd enjoy it. Eventually." Eileen swallowed and changed the subject, "I see a lot of people shopping for clothes, is that related to the 'Fetish Ball' those posters are advertising?" "Yeah," Tom added, "We meant to ask you about that last time we were here. What is that? It sounds like fun." "Is it like a costume party?" Eileen asked. Ann laughed. "In a way I suppose it is. People tend to dress up for the event, but it's a lot more than a costume party. Think of it more as an opportunity for like minded people to get together and play." "Play how?" Tom asked. "Well," Ann drawled, "that really depends on the people. Some like to play publicly, kind of like what we did last time you were here, and other's like to watch and just socialize." "Where is it? The poster doesn't say," Eileen asked. "It's here," Ann replied. "We've a function space downstairs." "So if we wanted to come and watch, we could?" asked Eileen. "No, it's a private party for a private club. You'd have to be voted in by the membership committee," Ann said. "I don't know whether to be relieved or disappointed," Eileen chuckled. "Really?" Ann asked, raising a brow. "Um, well, yeah," Tom said, a little embarrassed. "The reason we came back was to ask about it. We saw the poster last time we were here and we've been discussing it." "So I take it that you enjoyed your last visit?" Ann said archly. "Yes, we did," Tom answered. "I want her to answer," Ann said. "Yes. Yes I did," Eileen said quietly not meeting Ann's gaze. "Well," Ann mused, "There might be a way you can join in. Part of the reason I host this is advertising, I tend to sell a ton of merch at these kinds of things. I usually have someone modeling my newer stuff." Ann looked Tom up and down, "You are SO not the sub type Prince Charming," she said dryly. "You, however," she said, turning to Eileen and grinning shark-like, "have already proved you're a sub last time you were here. You would be the model." "What would I be modeling?" Eileen asked nervously. "Something like one of these," Ann said pointing to a rack of leather lingerie. There was very little leather and a whole lot of air in the outfits she pointed out. "So I'd basically be naked," Eileen said. "Yes," Ann replied. "With a bunch of people there..." Eileen continued. Eileen fingered one of the outfits as it hung on the rack, the idea both fascinating and scaring her. Exhibiting herself to a group of strangers had long been one of her more powerful sexual fantasies, but she had a lot to lose if anyone ever found out about it. She had a good career and couldn't afford to jeopardize it over something as 'morally questionable' as this. On the other hand, she was incredibly turned on by the idea and could feel her panties getting wet just standing there, picturing herself in that outfit on Tom's arm and maybe Ann. No, that idea she pushed aside, unsettled that it even occurred to her. "You're worried about being recognized," Ann said, reading her mind. "Well, yes!" Eileen replied, relieved to have that particular train of thought derailed. "OK," Ann nodded. "Of course anyone who could recognize you would already BE there and presumably have as much to lose as you, but we can hood you as well." "Hood me?" "We'll have you wear a sub-hood," Ann explained, pointing out the close-fitting hoods on display. "Well even put the blinders on and cover the mouth," she added, musing. "That will add to it I think. I'll lead you around as your top." "My top?" Eileen asked. "Your Domme, your mistress," Ann explained. "No," Eileen said firmly. "Tom will be that, no one else." Ann looked over at Tom again, as if just remembering he was in the room. "Ah. Yes, of course. That's how we'll get Prince Charming here in, as your Dom. You'll have to officially lend her to me for the show though." "What does that mean?" Tom asked. "We have conventions," Ann explained patiently. "You don't touch another Dom's sub without the Dom's permission. If it were just up to me we wouldn't need to do all of this, but remember this is a private club with rules. You're her top, but you'd have to lend her to me for the duration of the show." Tom and Eileen looked at each other. "That's about the only way I can think of getting you into this," Ann added. Eileen's mind raced. Here it was, what she had been trying to ignore since she ventured into her fantasy. She was strangely both attracted and repelled by Ann. If she did this, she would be under Ann's control. There was no denying that Ann did something to her sexually that was amazing but she didn't want her otherwise. Her mind raced. Was she attracted to her? Did she want to be her 'sub' as Ann called her? What deep secret part of her did this woman stir? 'You knew it was going to come to this when you decided to come back here,' she admitted to herself. 'You hoped it wouldn't but you knew deep inside you knew this would happen and you came anyway.' She knew what she was going to do. "OK," Eileen said quietly. "You sure?" Tom asked her. "Yes, I'm sure," Eileen said, looking up at Ann and smiling. And she was sure. This didn't have to define her; it was an experience, nothing more. It didn't change who she was and Tom was OK with it. They could remember it later. Maybe add parts of it to their own sexual repertoire. It would be fun. They would love it. Another adventure. "OK then," Tom agreed as well. "Excellent," Ann purred, a note of triumph in her voice. "I'm so glad! Now I don't need to find a model for this show! You've made my life so easier! Let me wait on this customer and then we'll get you your 'costume'." "You're sure you want to do this," Tom asked her again after Ann left. "Yes, I'm sure, why are you having second thoughts? I thought this was your big fantasy?" Eileen asked. "Well sure, this is just happening awfully fast," Tom replied. "If you're not one hundred percent, we stop here," Eileen said, looking at him intently. "No," Tom replied with certainty. "I'm fine, hell, I'm excited, this just...I don't know, went in a direction I wasn't expecting." Eileen laughed, "Yah, I guess you could say that. Love me?" she asked, needed reassurance. "I love you," Tom said intensely and kissed her. "OK Lovebirds," Ann said, returning. Ann caressed her shoulder, "You're going to work out beautifully! You keep yourself in great shape and I know just how we're going to adorn you." "Here it is," she said holding a small garment bag. "I'm a size four," Eileen said. "I'm sure you are dear," Ann replied, "but that really doesn't matter with this outfit, as you'll see.." "What does that mean?" Eileen asked. "Don't go shy on me now Princess or we might as well forget this," Ann said challengingly. Irritated by Ann's smug tone but also a little excited, Eileen took the bag. She tried to imagine herself in front of a crowd, throwing her shoulders back, strutting out on stage in some barely there outfit and felt herself blush. "Ann leaned over to whisper in Eileen's ear, "You're going to love this Princess, I bet you're already nice and wet thinking about it. That's good. Now you're going to go to some hotel with your lover here and he'll put his beautiful cock inside you and fuck you hard with it and you'll be thinking about all those people looking at you and you'll love it." Eileen gasped at the intimacy and effrontery but couldn't deny the effect the other woman was having on her. She had never felt such a mix of desire and repulsion as this woman evoked in her. "Well then," Ann said brightly to the two of them, "Have a fun time you two. You might want to try this on right away so we'll know if it fits or not. Just try not to get it too dirty if it provokes a 'reaction.'" Ann laughed huskily. She looked directly into Eileen's eyes. "The event is next Saturday and starts promptly at eight. You should plan on being here by six so we can rehearse. If you're not prepared to go through with this, don't bother coming; you can keep the outfit as a memento. Now I have to go wait on my other customers." With a slight smile and a very satisfied look Ann left them and went to her other customers. "You OK?" Tom asked. Eileen shook her head slightly as if to clear it, "Yeah, I'm fine." She chuckled, "We're not in Kansas anymore, are we Toto?" "Nope, that's for sure my love," Tom replied. "What do you want to do now?" Eileen looked directly into his eyes, leaned in close and whispered saucily, "I want to go and do exactly as my 'top' commanded. Go check into the hotel and fuck your brains out." "We can do that." Tom grinned and they left hand in hand. Eileen was a little shocked at the outfit as she looked at herself in the mirror later that night. She was expecting something along those lines, but to actually see it on was something else. The bra-top fit almost like a halter, albeit one made of soft leather and with the cups cut out, and the bottom, well the bottom was a little scary. Exciting scary; sort of like a big wooden rollercoaster that you've never ridden scary. Tom's reaction made her forget her fears for a time. Made her horny and made her ready. At least she thought se was ready until she arrived back at the store wearing the outfit underneath a long coat. She and Tom made their way down a narrow stairway to a basement room decorated to look like a dungeon. Ann was there wearing a short robe and looked nothing at all like the rather mousy store clerk they had encountered previously. Her hair was pulled back in a severe updo and her makeup was heavy to say the least with darkly lined eyes and bright red lipstick. She was giving last minute instructions to another couple, two males, one leading the other by a leash, as to how they would walk the stage and present to the audience. Both of the men were 'dressed' for the occasion, the one holding the leash in leather pants and a mesh top, the one wearing the leash wearing nothing but a sort of harness that crossed his torso and covered absolutely nothing. "Good, you're here!" Ann said brightly to them as she finished with the other pair. "Let's see you, Princess," Ann commanded. Eileen, with some hesitation, removed her coat and handed it to Tom. "Very nice," she purred. "Just as I had hoped." "Who's this?" the Dom of the male couple asked, walking over with his sub following behind. "This is Princess," Ann said. "She's our guest tonight. She's here with Tom," she added, nodding in Tom's direction. "She's lovely," the man said to Tom, putting out his hand. "Barry," he introduced himself. "Tom," Tom affirmed, shaking Eileen was both annoyed and, she hated to admit, excited by being spoken of in this manner – like she was a child again. She opened her mouth to say something but caught Ann's eye and stopped. Ann shook her head in negation. "My sub likes her too," Barry said, smiling. "This is Brent." Brent's outfit indeed confirmed his approval of Eileen and her ensemble. He was obviously erect. "Barry and Brent are the other half of the fashion show tonight, we're doing men's wear and women's wear. OK, we need to get Princess the rest of her outfit and get her rehearsed. Barry, why don't you introduce Tom to the rest of the crowd while I take care of Princess," Ann announced. "Sure thing," Barry said, leading Tom over to another (male female) couple that had just arrived. "OK Princess, come on up to the stage here and we'll get you settled. Ann steadied Eileen as she stepped up onto the staging, acutely conscious of how much of herself she exposed during that maneuver. Ann led her across the stage and walked her through a few maneuvers using the riding crop as a guide then led her to the stage door.. "We'll stay back here until the show," Ann told her. "Now let's get you the rest of your costume." Taking a shoebox off a shelf Ann handed it to Eileen. "Put these on, they should fit. Inside was a pair of gladiator style sandals with very high heels. Eileen strapped them on and thrust her shoulders back ready for her new adventure. Or at least told herself she was ready; standing there in four inch heels and tiny bits of leather trying to ignore the trembling in her limbs. Ann took up a small riding crop and addressed Eileen firmly, stating, "Now, let's get some ground rules out of the way." She flexed the crop in front of her, Eileen's eyes locked onto it. "At the end of your walk, I'm going to invite the audience up to inspect the merchandise more closely. Make no mistake, you are the merchandise. Do you understand that?" Eileen gulped, mouth dry. "Yes," she managed. "They will touch you and more," Ann went on. "You're going to be bound so there isn't a whole lot you can do BUT if someone starts doing something you don't like you can use the safeword 'red light'. If you say 'red light' they will stop and if they don't I'll make them stop or I'm sure Tom will." Ann moved in very close. Eileen was a good five inches taller then Ann normally, but with the heels the smaller woman was almost level with her breasts. Eileen could feel her breath on her nipples, arousing her. "I will be very surprised if you use it though," Ann whispered. "Once the mask goes on and you go out there your fantasies get to come true. You'll be completely anonymous and you won't know who is doing what to you." Eileen licked her lips; this was pushing all the right buttons. "Your nipples are hard Princess," Ann cooed, reaching out to touch them. "I don't think that's from the cold." She teased Eileen for a few moments, lightly stroking and tugging on the other woman's hard points until she began to moan softly. Ann smiled, loving how sensitive Eileen's breasts were. "They're going to do all kinds of things to you," Ann whispered as she played. Eileen squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, irritated at how turned on she was. "Fingers, tongues, on you, in you, you won't be able to stop them and you won't be able to stop yourself," she continued. "Pull your hair back and put this on," she commanded, abruptly stepping back and leaving the other woman aching for more. Ann handed Eileen a black, fitted hood. Eileen looked at it with interest before pulling it over her head. The stretch material fit tightly but not uncomfortably, a small opening in the back creating a ponytail of her long blonde hair. The hood left Eileen completely blind and she felt a moment of panic before Ann's hand came to rest on her shoulder. Ann smiled at the other woman's obvious relaxation at her touch. She knew exactly what was going through Eileen's head, having been there before herself. Eileen heard the door open and someone else come into the room. "Filling up nicely out there," she heard Barry say. "We'll be starting up soon." "Nice!" Barry commented. "I thought she looked good before but the shoes and hood really finish it out. May I?" He gestured toward Eileen as if to touch her. "Yes, but she's new so don't freak her out," she heard Ann say sternly. Eileen jumped as she felt a hand on her chin. "Easy," Barry commanded. The hand turned her head from side to side and then trailed down, fingertips lightly brushing her skin until they reached a nipple. Eileen gasped as he lightly flicked it, the sting and tingle shooting right to her already wet pussy. "Very nice, I think we'll both like playing with this one," Barry said and he alternately stroked and lightly flicked at her nipples. The contrast in stimulation was maddening to Eileen and she fought hard not to make a sound. "I thought you just liked boys," Ann replied, amused. "Oh we like to branch out on occasion, don't we Brent?" Barry said. Eileen felt the presence of someone else come up behind her. She felt a hard cock bump against her thigh and jumped again. Barry ran his hands teasingly down her chest and belly, delving under her outfit to find the front of her cleft. "Open your legs," he commanded. Full Service Shopping: Fashion Show Eileen hesitated, it was one thing having Ann touch her there, but this was a man. This felt like she was cheating on Tom. She heard a 'thwack' followed by a sharp sting as Ann cropped her across her bottom. She gasped. "Do as he says," Ann commanded. Eileen felt the situation intensely. Completely blinded by the mask, her other senses heightened by her enforced blindness and on fire from this man touching her, forced herself to comply. She gritted her teeth as she widened her stance slightly. "More," Ann said, flicking the crop lightly up between her legs against her sex. Eileen gasped again, unsure as to whether it was in pleasure or pain. She opened them further, standing there with them wide apart feeling his hands running all over her, each tingling touch arousing in a way that surprised her and made her tremble. Barry's hand delved between them, fingers parting her lips, finding her inner wetness. "She soaked," Barry smirked. "Ann, what a delicious find you have here!" Barry worked her pussy, fingers dancing over her clit then down around her opening, just skirting the edge, dipping in to her just slightly before circling back to her increasingly sensitive clitoris. Eileen couldn't hold back any longer and started to moan softly as he worked her. She felt the rough leather of Ann's riding crop caressing her nipples, first one, then the other as Barry played her sex like a violin. She was getting close but fighting it, not yet prepared to cum for these strangers. "What a nice little pussy you have Princess," Barry purred. "You're a hot little thing, aren't you?" The feel of a hard cock slipping between her legs from behind and rubbing against her pussy snapped her out of it with a gasp. This was too much and she desperately tried to remember her safe word when it was pulled away abruptly. "I didn't tell you that you could do that!" she heard Barry say angrily as the presence behind her backed away. "If you're good and if Mistress Ann allows I might let you play with her later," he continued. Eileen's brain churned almost in overload. Pulled back from the brink of cumming, her brain working again, she couldn't believe what was going on and where was Tom? This was way more than she had bargained for already yet that secret part of her that wanted this reveled in it. She heard applause from the other room and a man's voice, muffled by the door, begin to speak. "Let's go Brent, we're on," Barry said. The door opened and she heard the two men leave the closet before it closed yet again. "Just a few more minutes Princess," Ann reassured her, hand on her shoulder. "You'll do just fine and you'll love every second of this." Ann absently played with her nipples as they waited and after an unfathomable amount of time she heard the door open again. "Thank you all," he announced, "and for our final showing of the evening, our hostess, Mistress Ann and Princess." In the audience, Tom's attention was immediately drawn from the conversation he had been engaging in to the front of the room. Ann stepped onto the runway leading a tall, statuesque blond in a black hood by the silver chains attached to the collar at her throat and the leather manacles binding her wrists in front of her. Tom blinked in surprise and swallowed dryly at the realization that this was his Eileen being led out by Ann. The four inch heels on her feet with the strips of leather tied up her calves made her look almost Amazonian next to the diminutive dominatrix holding her leash. Ann's outfit commanded attention, a matching studded leather bra, thong and thigh boots but was overshadowed by that of her charge. The black hood clung tightly to Eileen's head, disguising her but molding tightly enough to her face that there was no doubt as to the beauty hidden within. Her long blonde hair was pulled through a hole in the back of the mask making a ponytail that swung slightly as she walked. The small, black square of leather at her waist barely covered her slit, the silver chains (matching her leash) that held it in place riding up and over her hipbones, defining them. The top was inspired by a halter, but any resemblance to a conventional halter-top ended there. Leather straps from a thick leather collar spread from her throat to another band just below her breasts. The straps encircled and defined her breasts, providing just enough lift to make them jut out proudly but leaving them entirely exposed. Her nipples were rock-hard and her skin flushed, causing Tom to wonder what had been going on inside the closet before the show. The leash itself ran from a large ring in her collar to her hands, cuffed in leather matching her outfit and bound together in front of her, and then to Ann Eileen followed where she was led up and down and back and forth this make-shift runway, the only sound the clicking of two pairs of stiletto heels, the light clink of chain and the snap and whir of cameras. Her senses were heightened by her enforced blindness. She was surprised by how excited she felt by the wild, revealing outfit she was wearing, she had all she could do to keep from shaking. Ordered to stop by a little tap with the riding crop on her breast, her nipple tingling deliciously as the sting faded, she paused so that the audience could get the full affect of her outfit and listen to Ann's patter; after all this show was to sell the merchandise. "I would like to present Princess for your enjoyment," Eileen heard Ann say. "Princess is wearing a custom Lycra hood with four inch gladiator sandals by Fiona. Her lingerie is by Allure and is soft, supple leather. You can see it presents her breasts very nicely yet leaves them open for play." Eileen felt Ann's crop brush across her breasts for emphasis. "Princess has very sensitive nipples," Ann went on, tapping them lightly with the crop, "See how they react to very mild stimulation? You like that, don't you Princess?" "Yes Mistress," Eileen murmured. "Louder Princess," Ann ordered, punctuating her command with a much harder tap of the crop on her nipple. "Yes Mistress," Eileen said, jumping slightly and wincing behind her mask at the sting. The tingle shot straight to her crotch 'God help me,' she thought. "Better," Ann said. "The bottom, well, the bottom's more an adornment then anything else," Ann continued to appreciative chuckles from the audience. Ann flicked her crop against Eileen's hip and the woman turned her back to the crowd. "The back, as you can see, is open," Ann said, smirking. "From behind she appears entirely naked but for the collar, the band around her chest and the thin chain at her waist." The crop swished through the air and snapped across her bottom, not lightly at all this time, leaving a welt across her cheeks. Eileen gasped but went to all fours as rehearsed, her naked ass and more facing the crowd "A little about our model," she went on as Eileen knelt there, thinking of nothing more then her enforced exposure, "You can already see that she has a magnificent ass so I don't need to comment on that," Ann began to more laughter. "Princess is new to the scene and the property of her Master, Tom. Tom has kindly leant her to me this evening for the show. You can see she's collared so keep that in mind. Her safeword is 'redlight' and she's quite experienced sexually but still a virgin with respect to our scene. You can see from how shiny she is that she's enjoying her introduction to our world." Eileen's cheeks burned in embarrassment insider her mask as the audience laughed again. "Ladies and Gentlemen, This ensemble can be purchased in whole or in part and if ordered tonight a full ten percent off the price," Ann said. "If you'd like a closer look, feel free," she invited, emphasizing the word feel. Several people eagerly got up and eagerly approached the raised dais, Tom among them. He attempted to get closer but Ann barred him with her crop, smirking, her head shaking in negation. Eileen could feel many eyes staring at her exposed pussy as an almost palpable force. She knew she was wet and open from the groping in the closet and now the exposure and embarrassment. For a moment, she thought all they might be planning to do was look but then suddenly felt fingers tweaking her nipples. She jumped, not in pain but in surprise as they hardened further. Fingers played with them, tugging and stroking and her legs parted slightly, involuntarily, hips twitching, back arching at the delicious sensations. Someone must have noticed the movement because she felt a hand at her thigh followed quickly by another at her clit and her breath quickened inside the soft mask, face flushing. More hands began to explore her and Ann's voice, giving people permission to approach, was sounding farther away as the sensations enveloped her. She felt at least three hands on her bottom and at least two more at her breasts but had no idea how many people were actually touching her. Her nipples were alternately tugged, pinched and caressed while fingers stroked her flanks, her lips and clit, probing deep into her wet hole, even her ass. She tensed at that, but was powerless to resist and soon became overwhelmed with sensation, almost unable to comprehend what was happening to her as a finger slipped inside of her tight bottom hole. Apparently Ann knew exactly what was going on however because a few quick taps from the crop across her exposed ass and Eileen was commanded back to her feet, where she tottered, shakily. "Fashion show's over," Ann announced, "Let's start the party." Eileen heard cheers as Ann helped her off the dais and down to the floor. "Come along Princess," Ann cooed, leading her by her leash and a hand at the small of her back. "Time for you to have some fun." 'There's more than this?' Eileen thought inanely. Ann led her across the play space to the low Y-shaped table, guiding her bottom to the edge. "Sit up here and then lay back," Ann ordered and Eileen quickly but nervously obeyed. Ann guided her back and secured her feet to the arms of the Y, spreading her legs wide to do so. Ann yanked the leash chain taught, forcing Eileen's manacled hands over her head where she secured them to the long axis of the Y leaving the woman bound, breasts pointing upward, legs spread wide and knees bent seductively. She was still wet and powerfully aroused from her near orgasm in the back room as well as the touching and groping from the stage. The hood still covered her face and she didn't know where Tom was. Hands were touching her as Ann was tying her up. If Tom showed up now she would be all over him. .The 'helplessness' of her position was really working on Eileen when she heard multiple voices asking Ann permission to play and was soon awash in sensation as once more too many hands to count roamed freely over her body. Her breasts, nipples hard little pebbles, were pulled, tweaked, sucked and bitten. Hooded, she could only guess at what would happen next as she felt several tongues meeting together at her peaks. Below her waist she could feel something hard and cool pressing against her pussy. "I showed her this and she was afraid it wouldn't fit," she heard Ann say. Eileen tensed, realizing it was the large glass dildo that Ann had shown them in her shop. Eileen heard more laughter and Barry saying, "I'm going to show her that it does." Her breath caught as she felt the large, bulbous tip force its way into her, splitting her open. It plunged in and she gasped inside her mask – unsure if she was gasping in pleasure, pain or both. "I told you it would fit," Ann taunted. Fit indeed. It felt amazing as Ann fingered her engorged clit and brushed and tapped the leather crop along her thighs while Barry used the cool, hard dildo to fuck her. Her hips rocked in time to the thrusts as her pleasure built. With a sudden tug the fabric covering the mouth opening of the mask was pulled off and a hard cock was pushing at her lips. At first the unfamiliar scent of someone other than Tom had her resisting but her body betrayed her as her first orgasm enveloped her and her mouth opened in a moan allowing him inside. At the same time, she could feel the soft wetness of another woman's pussy, rubbing along her fingers where her hands were clamped above her head. Initially Eileen resisted the flesh that was presented to her as she sucked and licked the stranger's cock, but it all became too much and she explored with abandon what was presented to her, stroking the slick, warm flesh in the same manner she herself was being licked and touched. She felt the cock in her mouth swell and tense in anticipation of its own orgasm, precum salty on her tongue, when it was suddenly ripped from her mouth. She vaguely heard Barry's voice admonishing, "I didn't tell you that you could cum yet," followed by the sharp crack of leather on flesh but was soon lost in her own sensations as at least two tongues probed and licked at her clit and a third her ass as the large glass toy fucked her tortured pussy. "Oh Jesus!" she screamed as she came again, harder, exploding from the overload. "Ohhh!" the orgasm rolled through her and kept on going. She felt the very large dildo slip out of her as she came down and many tongues began to roam her, one pressing into her pussy, tongue fucking her before going lower to probe at her anus. She jerked as a tongue forced its way into her, the sensation odd but pleasurable, winding her up again, much to her surprise. A second tongue started working on her clit and she lost herself in the sensations only to be snapped out of it abruptly by the feeling of someone covering her anus in cool lubricant. She opened her mouth to object when the finger spreading the lube slipped past her ring and into her ass. "Oh!" She gasped, surprised. After an initial burn, it began to feel good and she surprised herself by relaxing into it. A second finger worked its way into her while the tongues danced at her clit. She was soon moaning again and rocking her hips in time with the fingers in her bottom when they abruptly withdrew and she felt the glass toy again; this time much lower. "Oh my God," she gasped, "What are you doing?" "It's my turn to show you how this fits," Ann taunted. The big toy pressed in again and she desperately tried to relax and accommodate it. With an almost audible 'pop' the bulbous tip slipped past her sphincter and she yelped at the sudden burn. She opened her mouth to say 'redlight' but stopped herself as the burn faded and the toy went no further. Ann watched, smiling as the other woman's body language betrayed her inner struggle. She knew this was touch and go as to whether or not Eileen would go along but was betting she would. The woman on the frame visibly relaxed and Ann knew she had one. She started slowly pressing the toy deeper into her. "Oh my God," Eileen moaned as the large glass dong filled her ass. "Now that we've got one hole stuffed, it's time to fill the other," Ann said with a smirk in her voice. Eileen felt a cock press against her pussy and yelled out, "Redlight! I only want Tom doing things like that to me." "This is Tom," Tom said with a grin. Eileen felt a flush at his voice that spread across her entire body, feeling better then all of the hands, lips and tongues pleasuring her. "Oh," she smiled. "In that case, 'greenlight'" Tom grinned as he stood between her legs, cock just splitting her lips. Ann grinned up at him from where she was kneeling next to him and said, "I told you I wanted to fuck her with you. Princess, your master has a beautiful cock and he's going to fuck you with it and I'm going to fuck your ass while all of these people watch." Eileen groaned again, Ann's words inflaming her. She felt Tom's cock press inwards, the large tool in her ass leaving little room. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," she mewed, feeling stretched to the breaking point as he sunk all the way in. As Tom withdrew, she felt the glass dildo pull out as well, only to turn around and slide back in with Tom. Tom and the glass cock began a slow, unhurried rhythm, fucking her with long, maddening strokes. The cock, or a cock, she couldn't be sure if it was the same one as before, brushed against her lips again and this time she unhesitatingly opened her mouth to it, turning her head to the side to give it access. She sucked at it as it filled her mouth, overloaded. "Somebody get her clit," Ann commanded. Eileen felt a hand on her clit, lightly rubbing it. The added stimulation helped her handle being so filled and the discomfort faded rapidly to be replaced with mounting pleasure. She began moaning against the cock filling her mouth and felt it begin to swell. She sucked harder. "Oh fuck!" She heard Barry groan and abruptly pull out of her mouth. She felt his cum jet hotly across her chest and breasts. "Oh yeah, wanted to do that since I saw her come in," Barry groaned. More fingers and tongues joined, rubbing the cum across her nipples. Tongues on her belly, underarms, all over until she was awash with sensation cresting with an orgasm that just rolled over her. "Oh FUCK!" she cried, convulsing as the wave broke, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She moaned in time to the combined thrusting. She felt Tom convulse and his cum jet hot, deep inside of her, her orgasm extending and rolling from one to another until she finally sobbed, "Stop, please, stop, redlight, redlight, stop, too much!" Tom withdrew, followed by the huge glass toy, leaving her feeling strangely empty. Gentle hands released her ankles and wrists while someone removed the blinders from her mask. She blinked at the light and looked around as she shakily sat up. Tom came around and put his arms out and she sank gratefully into them. He held her tenderly, sitting next to her on the frame. Ann sat on her other side and stroked her back. "Are you OK Princess?" she asked kindly. "I," Eileen cleared her throat. "I, yes, I think so," she replied a little weakly, trembling. At least twelve people surrounded her, most grinning and focused on her but some engaged in sexual activity of their own. "There's a rest area where you can go and recover," Ann said. "I hope you'll come back once you have though." "I thought you had to be voted in or something," Eileen said, resting her head on Tom. "Oh trust me," Ann smiled. "You just were." Full Service Shopping Eileen was getting particularly worked up as this double blow job had long been a secret fantasy of hers. Eileen wasn't the only one enjoying things though. "Oh God, if you ladies keep this up I'm going to cum," Tom groaned. "No, not yet Prince," Ann admonished, pulling his cock out of Eileen's hungry mouth. "The Wicked Queen says you have to wait, and this is my store so I make the rules," she winked and gave his package a squeeze. Ann let go of Tom, letting her nails scrape the inside of his thigh as she stood and walked back between Eileen's legs. "Well Princess," she taunted. "All rested up?" Ann knelt between Eileen's legs, pulling her thong aside even further, "I've tasted one of you; I'm just dying to taste the other." Ann's tongue snaked out and delicately flicked against the other woman. "Mmmmm," Ann growled, "Delicious." Ann teased Eileen's lips apart with her tongue and made circles just under her clit as she stroked the woman's inner thighs with her fingers. "Oh my God," Eileen groaned as she closed her eyes. "Come here Prince Charming," Ann ordered, slipping first one then two fingers into Eileen. Tom stepped around between Eileen's legs and Ann grabbed his cock with her free hand, pulling him over to Eileen. "I think you both need this," rubbing his head on the other woman's very wet clit. "Oh God, I think I'm going to cum," Eileen whispered then yelped as her inner muscles clamped down on Ann's fingers. "Oh, oh, oh," she gasped, cumming as Ann rubbed Tom's cockhead in circles around her clit. Ann withdrew her fingers from the other woman's spasming hole and Tom wasted no time plunging in to the hilt, feeling his cock split her open. "Oh!" Eileen screamed bucking against the restraints as Tom filled every inch of her, "Oh GOD!" Tom didn't even need to thrust, just the feel of her cunt squeezing his cock as she came sent him over the edge and he jetted deep into her, gasping. Ann bent in from the side, tongue snaking out to roam their conjoined parts adding to the riotous sensations coursing through their bodies. They held that way interminable minutes until he collapsed, exhausted onto her. Ann, smiling, freed the other woman's arms, which promptly went around her lover. "Well, now that you've had a chance to sample what our little store can offer, I hope you'll both be back soon," Ann said as she cheerfully released the rest of Eileen's bonds.