Fun

"I'm looking for some fun, think you know where I could find some?" At this, the girls eyes look like they could be shooting out of her head, as she immediately begins walking to the back room again.

"Follow me!" She orders, before disappearing.

You wait for a moment, unsure of whether she'll be coming back before you eventually make your way to follow her, hands still covering your plump and curvy body. You push through the door and for a moment just see the inside of a storage room, though this one is different to most as it's stocked high with vibrators and dirty magazines. However, your eye catches her, just a moment before she catches you.

All of a sudden you're pushed up against the door you came through as her lips meet yours and you feel her moan through them as she grinds her body up against yours. "Oh fuck, I've been waiting for a girl like you to come to my store." She gasps as she moves away, you now notice the fact that she is also completely naked, her C-cup breasts pointed straight up and out at you. "Every day it's just sad lonely guys who don't stop staring." She says before pulling her face into your neck and you can feel a surge of pleasure rise up through your head. You feel soft pressure at your thigh as her fingers draws across it, teasing around your pussy.

You hear her mumble through the sucking on your neck, "What's your name?"

For a moment you scramble, your head in a completely different place, and it takes a moment before you respond with a high-pitched, "Joy."

"Oh, that's fucking perfect." She moans, you can feel her other arm between the two of you, rubbing up against her own breasts. "I'm Tracy."

She moves back away from your neck, the wet spot still present on it. She looks at you, her face only inches from yours and smiles, "What would you like to try today, Joy? I have dildos, vibrators, whips, corsets, bondage gear, movies, you just walked into the Fort Knox of dirty deeds, and I am the Queen."

You take a moment to take all this in, before you hear two gentle clicks. You look down and see your wrists bound together by handcuffs. The image of this sends your heart leaping, and you look back up at Tracy.

"Do they feel good, or should I put them on myself?" She asks, licking her lips before planting one on you again.