Kneel before your victor

You kneel on the storeroom’s floor, still not daring to head up.

Linda doesn’t say a word. She just leaves the room and shuts the door, and you hear the key sealing it.

This is it. You are locked.

Strangely, you feel better now. You can’t do anything with this situation - the door is locked, Linda has your ID.

But there is something else. Linda locked you, because she wants to keep you. She needs you, even if as a mannequin. There’s something warm in your Ice Queen - even if it is just her groin, not her heart.

These thoughts accompany you, while you stand from your knees, lay on the bed and fall asleep immediately. It was a hard day…

Well, the day that comes after won’t be easier.

Because at 8.30 a.m. Linda wakes you up by clacking the door’s lock.

She enters your room… no, it’s not yours! It’s some kind of a storeroom… Why do you wake up here?...

You need several moments to remember everything that happened yesterday. But Linda doesn’t give you these moments of half-sleep. She is already made-up and terribly fresh.

“Today is the day!” - Linda declares enthusiastically, as if she wasn’t mad with you several hours ago.

But you have no idea what day she is talking about.

“To make some good profit! How do I make my money, you think?” - she asks with a cattish smile..

It must be a trick question, but you don’t have an answer.

You look around the storeroom and see just boxes with pantyhose and stockings. Isn’t selling these Linda’s business?

Linda smiles again - but now it’s a smile of a wise mentor nurturing a rookie.

“Ah, sweet summer child! Just selling some pantyhose to girls isn't enough nowadays to hold up well…”

Oh shit. What is it she’s into? Selling… girls?

“Here’s my secret: I sell pantyhose to boys too”

Erm. Boys? Does she mean transvestites? You didn’t realize there are so many of them to make enough profit…

“Nope, silly. I mean fetishists, who would sell their own soul to inhale a fresh scent of the woman from the pantyhose she wore just an hour ago” - Linda explains patiently,

Well, that’s a twist…

Who would think Linda is selling used pantyhose? You heard it’s popular in some countries, but never realized it can be just around the corner.

On the other hand - you can definitely understand those fetishists. You would love to smell Linda’s pantyhosed crotch, but she didn’t let you do it yesterday…

Oookay, your libido is awake! Now - to wake up your whole body…

“Something tells me you have this fetishistic disposition too”, - Linda states.

Really? What could it be? Maybe, the fact of you sucking her pantyhosed toes?

“Okay, your introductory course is over. Let’s get to business” - Linda says and leaves the storeroom.