David come back with a couple…accessories

After doing a couple turns in the mirror, and turning back to the stocky LL associate, you see David stalking over, having a couple things. One is a clipboard, with some papers on it, and another is a muzzle gag. “Well, I see you two are getting along quite well.” “Yes, we are. I was just helping this customer out.” “Oh he’s our new model, Chris.” “Huh, shoulda figured that.” “Don’t worry.” David turns to you. He walks around you again, not letting his feelings known. He looks around the store and then almost as one with Chris, moves up to you invading your personal space. You back up from both of them subconsciously, on instinct alone but you are backed up expertly into a concrete support pillar. You gulp.

“So what now?” You ask. “Well, since it’s a bit slow right now, me and Chris were thinking about having a little fun with you.” They both have coy smiles on their faces, as if they have some knowledge you don’t. “What time is it? “Lunch time.” Then before you can react, Chris holds you tight while David fastens the muzzle gag over your face. He locks the buckles with small, tiny padlocks and puts the keys in his pocket. “Now, no one is gonna hear us having fun.” As a final touch, they put a pair of prison-style leg irons on your ankles, inhibiting your ability to run. You feel both intimidated and aroused, beginning you descent into subspace. You are quickly frogmarched through a back door, while David goes to the sign and turns it says “Closed. Be back in 45mins-1hour.”