It wouldn’t hurt to inquire, right?

Figuring that since you are here, you might as well see the details. Entering in through the glass doors, your fears are confirmed. Not only does the place have a mixed smell of perfume and latex, but all of the clothing is certainly for a pride parade.

Before you can react to your surroundings, a tall handsome man who is buff but not ridiculously so, with brown hair and eyes and 5’o clock shadow approaches. “May I help you?” He asks politely, and your eyes go up and down the good-looking stud before you answer. “Oh, yes, um. I’m sorry I had applied for a model position but...”

“Oh you must be Sam! I’m the store manager, David.” He pauses, choosing his next words carefully. “I'm glad you followed up on the invitation! Please come further into the store.”

The store is large on the inside with dark walls and a few mirrors for self-view, you spy some fitting rooms in the back but your attention is brought back to the clerk.

“So, do you have any particular kinks that we might specialize in like leather, or latex?” You blanch somewhat, not used to being asked such open questions. “Um, well I can’t say that I’m not turned off by either of those things.” You hadn’t done much in the way of sexual exploration.

“Well, judging by what you put on your application, and what I am seeing of you, I have a couple outfits for you I would like to try on. It’s part of our newest collection.” “Uh, don’t I have to sign a few forms first?” “We can do that later. Besides, we pay in cash and are very generous to our models. Besides, you seem to like it.

He indicates your surprisingly hard tent pole of a dick through your jeans. You never thought that you would have a fetish for this stuff, but atleast a part of you does. “Um... ok. Say that I do this, what would be needed?”

He walks around you, inspecting you like a rancher, a prize cow. He speaks in soft, dulcet tones into your ear. “Well, you will model some very lovely clothes in a photo shoot once a week. In between that, on weekends and during the days when we are busiest, you will be asked to be a live model either selling items or demonstrating them. Both will pay very well, plus you will be surrounded by hot studs and sexy women constantly who would touch you and play with you all day. Does that sound so bad?”

The way he puts it, you can’t find any faults, though something in the back of your mind tries to warn you that they are there. His hot frame in your eyes, the feeling of your hard cock, and his velvety, seductive voice, puts your mind truly in a haze.