Moan out loud as a fucking whore

“Mmmmmmmmphs!!”

“I get it, whore. You want that”

She approaches you with another pantyhose in her hands.

“And you love it when I call you a whore?”

“Mmmphs, mmphs!”

“Yeah, no good girl would be wearing those crazy pantyhose. Especially on her head. That’d be a whore trying to impress her clients. Just like you. So here you go. Put on another one”

Linda stretches the pantyhose’s leg and puts it on your head. You bow down willingly to help her, and she pulls the fabric down, trapping your shoulders, chest and bound-behind-you hands in this whore-suit of yours.

“That’s right, doll. But do remember two things”

She leans to you ear and whispers:

“Whores always get fucked…”

Oh hell. You are already good and ready and wet for that…

HEY!

Linda suddenly grabs you by the neck, so you lose your breath.

“... but that’s not for them to decide, when!”

She harshly releases you, and you almost lose your balance. Those legs binds!

“Keep that in a pretty little pumpkin you call your head. And now - get ready for the fun!”

Linda opens the store’s doors, and soon the first woman comes in. And then the second. And the third… The fourth...

They all look different, as you see through the pantyhose layer on your eyes.

Two of the customers are maybe just uni students. But another one is more of a housewife. The short-haired (and a bit drunk?) girl in a bright-red coat could come right from her all-night party. And another one, blonde and tall, looks at you menacingly. Why would she?

When a dozen women gather in the store, Linda makes a little greeting speech.

“You know, I always thought of our “trade-in” days as of girls’ night-out. Or a pajama party. When you just chat, pillow fight and so on. And while I don’t have any pillows, sorry for that, there’s another action game to entertain you. I call it smack-a-mannequin!”

Linda approaches you and smacks your butt.