Aram is pleased to see his Baqarat

Abbey arrived at the shop about one o’clock that afternoon, she walked down the long stairwell with butterflies of arousal. “Ahh, Baqarat, I was hoping you would come by to start working off your debt,” the large man said as he was hanging some clothes on a rack.

“Afternoon Aram,” Abbey replied, “I was hoping to do some shopping as well.”

He smiled and nodded as he leaned over to kiss her on the cheek, “May I ask Baqarat, have you read your contract yet?” Abbey bit her lip and nodded and Aram’s grin widened. “So you have read the contract and wish to buy more?”

Abbey heard herself moan, “And I should tell you that you don’t need to test me today. I did take a pill this morning.”

He nodded, “I will add the penalty to your interest rate, but I should still do the test, as it will let me see that the concentration is dropping in your system. That is if you are planning on stopping or are just willing to accept the penalty rate?”

“This morning was my last pill. I will comply with my contract conditions,” she said.

Aram parted his robes, showing his thick hardening cock. “It pleases me to hear it,” he said. “So, what do you wish to buy today?” he asked.

Abbey stepped closer and wrapped her hand partway around his cock, gently stroking him as she spoke. “Have you got any interesting new stock?”

Aram moaned at her touch. “I have a new costume. It has a coin belt and drapes of cloth down each leg, leaving the front and back completely bare.” He reached up and flicked at the button on Abbey’s blouse that rested at her cleavage and it obediently popped open. “I also have another one, it would be very heavy, it is all metal. Large rings over the centre of the breasts, chains linking several rings, heavily adorned with coins.”

Abbey moaned as he reached his hand into her top and squeezed her breast. “I’ll try both on, and please, feel free to charge me before I make my first payment back.”

He smiled again and squeezed her breast, “Should I charge you before applying today’s interest.”

“Yes, please, Aram,” she said, rubbing her thumb over his cock head and bringing his glistening precum to her lips.

He nodded and proceeded to gather the garments as he kept talking. “How did Baqarat’s husband respond to your certificate?”

“He loved it, thank you, Aram,” she said, following him around as she finished unbuttoning her top.

“And has he read the contract?” he added as he handed her the first outfit.

“He doesn’t want to.” Abbey pulled her top off and slipped out of her skirt, once again naked in the dingy store. She wrapped the skirt around her waist and clipped it together, Aram was right, it hid nothing of her crotch or arse, the long lengths of black fabric, semi transparent running down the outside of both legs. As she grabbed the top she smiled, it looped around her neck only and hung down her front, the weight of coins the only thing that would keep it from completely revealing her breasts, though the fabric was similarly transparent. She pulled it over her head and flicked her hair out of the road of the chain before turning to look at Aram.

“How do I look?” she asked.

Aram looked her over, “Suitable to entertain on Wednesday,” he said. “Maybe suitable for blessings of my guests.”

She moaned she knew what he meant when he said blessings. “Aram, if I accrued a lot of debt, what would you do?”

He looked at her for a long moment, his cock bobbing to his heartbeat.

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