Back Room

"A bunch of cardboard boxes won't rat me out, I bet. Let's go to the back." Sammy nodded her head confidently.

Cass smiled and swished her way over to the door, checked to make sure nobody was looking, then held it open. Sammy quickly followed her and darted in. The door swung shut as Cass followed, then she led Sammy through the break room to another door. Sammy was greeted by the sight of rows and rows of shelves. Boxes of various sizes filled the shelves and part of the floor.

"Here you are! Wanna do inventory for me? Kidding. I have to head back up front. I don't mind if you get bored and decide to poke around, but some of this stuff can be a little unsafe for 'solo play', so be very careful. I probably won't hear you from up front, so if you need my help, press this and I'll come running." Cass passed Sammy a small button and pressed it into her hand. "Be careful with it."

"What does it do?" Sammy pressed it without thinking.

Cass jumped. "YOW! Hey, that hurt! Only press it if you need help. I knew I should have set it to a lower charge. Owwww..." Cass walked out the door, her hands squeaking as they gingerly rubbed her nipples through her top like they were just struck by lightning. After only a few seconds, Cass popped her head through the door again. "Toodles, cutie!" Cass blew Sammy a kiss and let the door swing shut again.

Sammy was blushing a deep red this time. Did Cass really just give her a controller for some kind of sex toy she was wearing? Best not to think about it. Sammy decided to pocket the button and look around for a while to kill some time as she waited out the seeker.

---

Bad idea. Good idea? Maybe? Sammy wasn't sure. Each box she peeked in held something devious that made Sammy sweat. A metal belt that looked like it would cover up the wearer's crotch and lock on. A freaky gag/harness thing that looked like it could hold a tongue piercing. Rubber panties with dildos in the crotch that were lined with tiny rubber spikes. All sorts of other crazy fetish stuff.

Sammy decided to look at some of the bigger stuff in one corner. Her attention was caught by a giant X-shaped frame the size of a person. It looked like there were cuffs at the ends of the X. She wondered what it felt like to be stuck there like that, spread out and available. "(Oh my god, I'm into this, aren't I? I mean, even if I am, I really shouldn't mess with this. This is probably one of the things Cass was talking about.)" Sammy turned around to look at something else. A large box connected to a padded bench with cuffs on all four legs was her next point of interest. A big red button on the box called out to her. She saw a setting next to it marked "Single", with a grayed out "Auto" on the other side of the dial.

*click*

*CRACK*

"HOLY- WOAH!" Sammy jumped back in surprise and lost her balance as some kind of whip flicked out of the box aimed at the bench when she pressed the button! As she stumbled, her right hand made contact with the top-right of the X frame.

*zwip CLUNK*

The cuff had closed around her wrist! "Shit! Help! Cass!" Sammy struggled and pried at the sturdy metal cuff with her free hand for a minute or two before she remembered the button Cass gave her. "(I hope she turned whatever that thing was down. Sorry, Cass!)" Sammy winced as she pulled the button out and clicked it.

Barely a minute later, Cass came bursting through the door. "Sammy? Are you okay? Where are y- Oh, you naughty girl. Did you have an accident trying to mess with the St. Andrew's? Or did you need my help to get the full experience?" Cass grinned at the sight of a struggling Sammy.

"I, uh, fell into it. The whip machine startled me. Can you undo this thing? It's kinda tight." Sammy wiggled some more as she pawed at the cuff. She didn't realize that her struggles were making her visibly sweat and breathe heavier.

"Tight is the point, dear. I could undo it, but you look like you're having more fun here than you realize. I'll give you a choice. I let you out now, no strings attached. Or, you can let me take control of the situation and see where things go from there. I just closed the store for my lunch hour, so if you let me, I can have you squirming on that cross for quite some time while I flit around here doing some inventory. I'll be right here the whole time." Cass raised her eyebrows in anticipation of Sammy's answer.

Sammy stopped and finally realized her pussy was wet. She *was* enjoying the loss of control. Cass was someone she could trust. Letting her take control sounded hot as hell and filled Sammy's mind with dirty thoughts. She caught her breath and thought for a moment.