On a 7-9, you do it, but its gonna cost you.

Sore and exhausted, Lily's bonds were removed, and she tried to stand on unsteady legs. The tattoo artist, much like Daniel, had been satisfied with pictures of her nubile body for his personal use. Lily only made it two steps before collapsing to the ground in a heap; the sound of her clitty bell jingling as she impacted the floor. Lily's mind was confused as thoughts shot through her at a rapid pace. She only was brought back to reality as Mark roughly grabbed her nipple rings and hauled her back to her feet. New waves of pain erupted in her sensitive breasts causing her knees to nearly buckle again. She **** herself though to remain standing, fearing what would happen if she fell while Mark kept his fingers in the thick rings.

Slowly, she was manuevered to the door and pushed into the harsh light outside. Lily started to shake her head from side to side, but Mark had a firm grip on her wrists. They were pulled roughly behind her back to reduce the struggling. Her pussy was only covered by the coarse rope and her breasts were freely on display. Men in the street stopped to watch as she weakly struggled against Mark as he walked her around the car displaying her body for all to see along with the thin trail of juices she was producing.

"Damn, what a fine little slut," One of the men called out.

"What a fuck toy," another jeered. Lily lowered her head in shame her eyes squeezed shut. She didn't want to acknowledge just how right the men were. She was aroused by the thought of being so thoroughly exposed in public.

Lily was given a reprieve as Mark cuffed her and pushed her into his car. She landed on the sheet with a grunt. The car door closed, and Mark got in on the driver's side. Wordlessly, he started the car again and drove down a few blocks to another store. Lily had little time to wonder at what Mark wanted to bring her to a sex shop for though as he again pushed her out of the car and into the store. In a twisted moment of relief, she let out a sigh through the gag that there were no other patrons in the store despite the hungry eyes of the clerk behind the counter.

Mark brought her to the racks of clothing in the back, costumes mostly. A smile crept onto his face that made Lily want to run away in terror. Taking out a key, Mark uncuffed Lily. Pushing a flimsy looking dress into her arms, Mark growled out a command, "Get dressed slut. Can't have you going naked to the prom can we?"

Without hesitating, Lily pulled the dress on over her head, forgetting about the ropes digging into her skin. Once in place, Lily buttoned the dress up in the back and finally had a good view of what she was wearing in a nearby mirror. The dress was a silky sheer, layered design with a short skirt that stopped well above mid-thigh. It was held in place on her shoulders by a pair of soft straps. The top lacked any support making her perversely thankful for the bondage ropes supporting her b-cup breasts. The dress's design was a cross between some sort of wedding lingerie and lolita outfit with a large ornate ribbon affixed to the back with trailing ribbons and pearls woven into it. The material was soft against her tired body with a soft, pleated hem. It would have been a perfect dress except that Mark had not given her the undersheath leaving only the built in petticoat to offer any extra coverage. Instead of protecting her, it pushed the already short skirt out in a bell shape giving no coverage if she did anything more than mince about.

Lily's cheeks burned red as she noticed the golden ring's outlining the tight top which might as well have been clear. Anyone would be able to tell that she was wearing bondage ropes and had obscene piercings in her nipples. Her eyes trailed down to the white heart embroidered skirt which displayed her pussy and clit bell as well. She looked like a whore. Mark made sure to get her a set of white stockings with little bows at the top and a pair of clear stilettos that pushed her ass out and left her unable to walk without showing off her perfect pink pussy.

Done with shopping, Mark took her to the counter to pay...